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For The Whored: Beyond

By: Thatawfulwowporno



Four years later

"Happy eighteenth, my baby."

"Momma!" Lulu gasped. "I'm not a baby anymore."

"You're MY baby, and if you want your present, you'll deal with it."

"Sorry, momma." 

"What'd she get, what'd she get?" Dargek and Lily bounced up and down on the couch.

"We want to know too, Grand momma." Wenrietta was chewing on her finger, while Lani bounced with Lily.

Elunara pulled the package out of the Library. "Open it up."

Lulu stripped back the paper. "A staff!" She carefully picked it up. "Oh, it's gorgeous!" 

"And if you'll follow me, we'll do the tattoo."

"Hey, how come we had to wait until we were twenty?" Bradly pouted.

"Because you needed power and strength for yours. She's already been testing on staves. This is just an upgrade." 

"I guess that makes sense." Bradly shrugged.

Lulu hissed. "It stings."

"I'm doing my best to ease your pain sweetie, but it takes a fair amount of energy and concentration to do this properly."

"Sorry, Momma"

"Alright you four, let's go for a walk." Lydia put her hands on her hips.

"Aw, Momma, I wanted to watch." Lily pouted. She was almost half the size of her brother. 

"I plan on stopping by the amphitheater, you can sing with me."

The three girls cheered and ran for the door. Dargek adjusted his crutch. "Do we have to? I want to watch daddy train the men."

"You're not old enough to run around on your own."

"All the guys get to." He muttered.

"Next year, when you're seven, we can discuss it."

"Fine." He sighed as he hobbled along to join his sisters. 

Lydia sighed. "Momma, can you try to heal him again?"

"I try every day."

"I know you do." She scratched the back of her neck. "A little harder? You did so well with me."

"I do what I can. He still has a bit to grow before I can do for him like I did for you." Elunara blew on the tattoo and was satisfied when it glowed and disappeared into the skin. "There you go; a summonable weapon. Let's go put it in the upstairs case."

Afterward, Bradly found Elunara working on some commissions, Emaline napping at her side. "Momma?"

"Yeah, hon?"

"Evelyn and I want to move out."

"But... why?"

"Well..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I have to admit, it's all of the children in this house. It's completely crowded and neither of us feels comfortable here anymore."

"I'm sorry you feel that way." She said quietly. "But I'd never stand in the way of your happiness."

"Thank you, mother." He knelt at her knees, "Thank you for giving me a home for the last twenty years."

"I may not have given birth, but you will always be my baby." Standing, she wrapped her arms around him. "I love you SO much. Always know that."

"Gee, Momma, I'm just moving out. Not dying."

"I know that. But, you have lived in this house as my son for over twenty years. I'm allowed to be emotional at you leaving. Even if it's just down the street."

"Thank you for loving me." He whispered.

"All of time." She whispered back.

Lulu whistled to herself as she made her way up to the Keep. "Hello, Uncle Varian." She kissed his cheek.

"Ah, Lulu, I was waiting for you to arrive." He picked up a small package and passed it to her. "Happy 18th." 

Carefully, she pulled off the bows and ribbons. Opening it up, she gasped. "Oh, how pretty!"

"A princess needs a tiara." He winked.

"Oh, you!" She giggled and stuck it on her head. "It's beautiful, thank you."

"I wanted to give it to you years ago, but you so hated the title."

"Yes, well, I've learned to live with it." She winked.

"Just like your mother." He smiled. 

After she left, Anduin made his way into the room. "Since when is Lulu so beautiful?" 

Varian grinned. "Finally finding girls?"

"Ha. Ha. Very funny, father. I just don't remember Lulu looking like that."

"Because you haven't been looking. She's a rare beauty, just like her mother predicted. More interesting, is the fact that she doesn't even know it." 

"Surely, the suitors line up at the door."

"Interested in getting in line?" Varian winked.

"Ugh, no."

Whistling to herself, Lulu moved through the city, smiling and waving at various people. 

"Finally giving in to that princess title?"

"Whatever do you mean, Nara?" 

He pointed to her head. "Nice tiara."

Her hands shot up. "Oh! This old thing?" She giggled. "I forgot I put it on. No wonder people have bowed to me today." She took it off and stuck it in her purse. "I was just headed to put it somewhere safe." 

"Well, it's not a grand tiara... but I got you something." He held out the simply wrapped gift.

"Aw, you're always so sweet." With great care, she unwrapped the little package. "Aw Nara! You silly thing. You caught me!" She tugged the necklace out of the box. "I've been eyeing this for weeks."

"Heh, yeah. I know how much you wanted it." He blushed. 

"Oh, but it was so pricy!" 

"Nothing's too much for you." He murmured. "I can help you put it on."

"Of course!" 

He took the necklace from her while she turned and held up her hair. Licking his lips, he fiddled with the latch. Once it was in place, he fought the urge to wrap his arms around her. "There we go."

She turned back to him and flashed him a brilliant smile. "Thank you, Nara." She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek. 

"You're welcome." 

Out of nowhere, a man grabbed Lulu's purse and ran. 

"My purse!" She gasped. 

Nara took off after the man, turning down alleyways and jumping over obstacles. He body slammed into the man. "That was completely stupid, trying that in front of a guard."

"You're faster than normal guardsmen." The man grunted. 

Nara shoved the man off to an on duty officer before heading back. "Your purse, milady." 

"Oh, thank you so much. That was very gallant!" She kissed his cheek again. 

"It's nothing." He chuckled. "Anything for you."

"I see you're wearing your broach." She smiled and flicked her fingers over the trinket.

"Everything you give me is precious." He took her hands into his own. "I was..."

"Lulu!" William jogged up. "Happy Birthday!" He handed her a small box. 

"Aw, thank you!" She began to unravel the ribbon. "You're not getting yours until your actual birthday." She winked. "Oh, what lovely earrings! Good thing I didn't wear any today." She passed the box back and pulled out the first one. "I'll wear them all day." After she was done, she kissed his cheek. "Such a sweet brother you are!"

Nara buried the smirk.

William just sighed. 

Lulu waved her arm. "Grodan, is that you?"

"Ah, yes." He looked around. "Have you seen Abigail? I can't seem to find her."

She sighed. "Probably getting another award." Rolling her eyes, she took his arm. "How is that going, anyhow?"

"She's the love of my life." He sighed. "I'd do anything for her."

"Oh, that's so lovely." She sighed. "I'd give anything for a man like that."

Grodan looked back at Nara and William. "Uh... yeah..."

"All I get is suitors after the supposed crown." With another roll of her eyes, she flipped her hair back. 

"I'm sure if you'd just look around, you'd find someone."

"Princess Lulu!"

"Like this moron?" She snorted. "Five gold has him saying nonsense with every breath."

"I don't know about that." Grodan choked.

"Five gold per."

"Too rich for MY blood." William cackled.

"Hello, Mitch." Lulu smiled.

"Princes Lulu!" He bowed before her. "I have brought you a present."

"How nice." She gave him a benign smile. Taking the package, she opened it up and stared at the gaudy contents.

"Do you like it? I'd hoped you'd wear it today."

"Well, a special necklace like this deserves a special occasion, doesn't it?"

"Nonsense! It's an everyday necklace."

"Well, it's... lovely; and I simply cannot wear it except under the best of circumstances."

"Of course!" He preened. "Unlike the one you wear now. Forgive me for misunderstanding." 

Lulu grit her teeth, but maintained her polite air. "I happen to really like this one. Please do not insult it or I will be cross."

"Nonsense! I wouldn't dream of insulting your tastes." Mitch made a courtly bow. "I'll see you in class."

"Of course." 

Once Mitch was out of range, William cocked his head to the side. "Only two "nonsenses" he must be having a slow day."

Lulu just laughed. By time she got home, Grodan had found Abigail and wandered off, and both William and Nara were loaded down with presents that Lulu had received on her walk. 

"I take it he says that often?" Nara chuckled.

"I once clocked him in at seven nonsenses in a single paragraph." William laughed.

"I had fifteen during that speech on the prominent mage lords." Lulu giggled. "Alright come on; let's put all of this in my room."

"What's all of this?" Elunara cocked her head to the side. 

"Presents from the rest of the city." Lulu bounced. "Some are from friends and family, and some are just from random well wishers."

"Finally getting behind this princess thing?" Elunara winked. 

"Oh never." Lulu giggled. "I'm just enjoying having the boys carrying it all for me."

"That's my girl." Elunara laughed. 

That night, she jogged up to portal lake. "Sorry I'm late." She gasped. "I was helping Tulani with her baby while momma healed Dargek."

"It's alright, how is she doing?" Nara smiled.

"Little Sinea is only a month old, she's so tiny and precious."

"I imagine so." He whispered. 

"What did you need me for?"

"I just need you." He brushed his fingers over her cheek. "You're so beautiful in the lights of the portals."

"Oh, Nara..." 

Soft as a whisper, he brushed his lips against hers.

"Oh! Nara!" She blinked at him. "I wasn't expecting you to..."

He wrapped his arms around her waist and captured her mouth. She was timid at first, unused to the sensation, but slowly he brought her out, and together they experienced the tangling of mouths, the dance of tongues. 

Gasping, she pushed against him. "Oh, Nara..." She began again. "I... I have to go!"

"But..!"

"No! I'm sorry!" She bolted.

"And then she turned and RAN." Nara paced back and forth. "It was heaven in my arms and she just fled."

Renwa chuckled. "You know... Zelinnia did that to me as well." 

"Really?" Nara blinked at his father. "What did you do?"

"Ah... well..." He rubbed the back of his head. "I moped a bit until Elunara gave Zelinnia a dressing down and told her to come back to me."

"Do you think it will work for me?"

"Not likely."

"I just don't KNOW, momma. Why would he DO such a thing? Are we not cousins?"

Elunara was sitting on the couch, happily drawing all of the animated poses that Lulu was currently doing. "In declaration only. Didn't you ask him?"

Lulu froze in place. "No... I kind of... ran away."

"You ran..." Elunara smacked her own face. "Since when did Zelinnia give birth to you and Lydia?"

"Lydia?"

"Lydia ran away from Bradly, Zelinnia ran away from Renwa."

The color drained from Lulu's face. "Renwa?"

"Who is probably telling his son right now about that romantic moment, ruined by a silly girl who didn't know what do with herself."

"Oh, Gods." Lulu dropped down into the chair and held her head. 

"Honestly, I don't see why you can't just do and be done with him." Elunara winked.

"MOTHER! This is serious. Nara kissed me and I just don't know what to DO."

"I'm being serious. Date him, find out about him. You enjoyed it, didn't you?"

"Yeeess..." 

"Then find out more. Nara is quite built you know." 

Lulu's face went hot. "Mother!" She hissed. "It's not like that."

"Maybe not right now... but when he wraps those hands around your waist, and you turn into a puddle of quivering goo... you'll know."

The next day, Lulu walked home, tightly clutching her book to her chest. She was so horribly confused, and momma wasn't being much help. Neither was Lydia or any other female in her family. Even worse was listening to Tina go on and on about her new girlfriend Lisa. She wasn't about to go to her father. Daddy would flip the hell out.

"Lulu!"

She stopped and turned. "Hello, William."

"What's the matter? You left in a hurry today."

She blushed. "I'm sorry, William. I'm just not myself today."

"Perhaps I can cheer you up?"

With a giggle, she put her hand on his arm. "It's not that kind of--" She blinked.

Nara was desperate for an answer, as he made his way along the path. He knew Lulu took this path. He rounded a corner and froze. Seeing Lulu and William in an embrace made him feel angry and betrayed. Getting control of his emotions, he decided that he preferred to see her happy. He turned to leave but a sound caught his attention.

Lulu still had her hand up from the swing. "How DARE you!"

"Lulu, I..."

"You are my BROTHER, how dare you make presumptions!" 

Nara secretly grinned. He hadn't gotten slapped. He disappeared and left Lulu to her dressing down of William.

Lulu made her way down to the training yard in a huff and flopped down beside Tulani.

"Whatever is the matter?" Tulani chuckled as she nursed the infant.

"MEN!" Lulu crossed her arms. "Not that you're a resident expert on them." 

"Oh my, no." Tulani giggled. "I avoid the topic altogether. Why do they have you so flustered?"

"I've been kissed four times today, had six passes made, and another handful of... less than savory comments made to my face. I lost count of whistles."

"Who were they?" Elunara growled. 

"Wouldn't bother." Lulu grinned. "An arcane shot to the face does wonders." She fluffed out her skirt.

"That's my girl."

"But, why ever did they wait so long to start harassing me?"

Elunara grinned with her teeth. "Because I put out a city wide announcement that my daughter is to not be touched. Since you're technically legal... well, some took that as a cut off line. You let me know if it goes beyond that, I'll slice some dicks off."

"After I burn them off." Lulu snorted. 

"Hey, Lulu."

Lulu jolted and blushed. "Hello, Nara."

"How's your day going?" 

"Abysmal." 

"Aw, it can't be all bad. You came to see me." He grinned. "Think about our... discussion last night?"

Lulu went crimson. "Um... maybe? I thought you had guard duty today."

"Nah, today is yard work."

"Ah." 

He tugged out the edge of her skirt. "It's all bunched, that's better."

"Um, thank you." She bit her lip and cursed the flush in her face.

"Nara what are you doing?"

"Taking my five minutes, sir. By my estimation, I have three left."

Jordan narrowed his eyes. "Fine, smartass."

Nara grinned up at Lulu. "I don't think your dad approves. I'll have to win him over, I guess."

"You're awfully cocky." Lulu glared.

He took her hand and kissed the back of it. "Just feeling particularly confident." 

"Ah, Lulu the one I was after."

Lulu looked up. "Hello, Uncle Varian."

"Hello, little Lulu. I wanted to tell you that I'm having a ball in a month. Formally, it's your birthday party. Informally, it's my annual excuse to have your mother in something brain shattering."

"Lovely!" She giggled up at him. 

Elunara laughed. "Poor Tulani, more dresses to make."

"You know me." Tulani giggled as well.

"Lulu, meet me at portal lake tonight." Nara whispered, before going back to the yard.

"Someone has a date." Elunara winked.

"Oh, he so presumptuous!" 

"I think it's romantic." Tulani giggled. "The way you blush when he speaks your name."

Lulu marched her way out to portal lake and mentally cursed herself for falling prey to such a trick. She knew what he was after. But the thought of him drove her crazy in parts of her anatomy she best not think about. 

He leaned against the tree in a pose so causal, so purposeful, that her heart began to race into her throat. 

"Well, I'm out here." She fidgeted.

"That you are." He grinned. Reaching out, he took her hand and pulled her forward. "You know what I want."

"I do." She whispered.

"And you came anyway." 

"I did." 

Tugging her completely into his embrace, he took possession of her mouth. He kissed and nipped, licked and teased, until she gasped. He pressed his advantage and mated their tongues and mouth together completely until they were both breathless with it. 

"Oh, Nara." She whispered.

"It drives me insane when you say it like that." He ran his hands down her hips and back, cupping her ass. "I want you so badly right now."

"Gods, just take me wherever you go." She whispered back. His hands came up and pushed the collar of her dress back, exposing her shoulders. He trailed his lips along her collarbone, down her chest and to one of her nipples. As he undressed her, he shoved the dress back exposing more of her body.

She shivered under his touch. "There's a chill in the air." She murmured.

"Don't worry, I'll warm us both." He tugged her down to the grass and pulled off his own shirt and pants. When the dress was off and out of the way, he returned his mouth to hers and ran his hands along her body. Placing both of his hands on either side of her head, he looked down t her. "Thank you for coming to me." He whispered. "You've always been so beautiful."

"Wait, are you only doing this because I'm beautiful?"

He blinked down her. "What?"

She covered her breast with her arms. "You only want to have sex with me?"

"What are you talking about?" He blinked down at her. "Beauty is one thing, but you're the whole package. You're funny, and sparky, and smart. I could spend all night explaining your stunning qualities and none of them beauty." He frowned down. "What did I do wrong?"

Lulu blushed. "I'm sorry... ever since I was little, everyone has told me I'm beautiful. Momma warned me against falling for anyone on my looks, because of my succubus nature."

He laughed out loud. "You may be marked by succubus magic, but you are not a succubus."

"Forgive me, I feel foolish."

"Listen, I'm kind of... uhh... flat now. How about we get our clothes on and try this again another time?"

She giggled nervously. "I feel bad now."

"Nah, don't feel bad." He brushed his lips across hers. "In fact, it's smarter that we don't leap into this." 

"We've known each other since we were babies. Well, I was a baby, you were a little older."

"I've loved you from the moment I knew you."

"What?"

"I didn't understand it at first, but it's true... When I saw that tiny baby in that fabric sling, I was pulled to you. Growing up, I couldn't be away from you. As we got older, I watched you turn from an adorable little girl, to a sparky adolescent, to a beautiful and intelligent teenager. Even though I was a couple of years older, I just knew you would be mine. Anything I have is yours. I am your slave, command me my mistress." He took her hand and kissed the back of it.

"Oh, Nara..."

"You say that a lot." He grinned. 

She put a hand to her cheek. "Oh no, I'm turning into Mitch."

Nara cackled. "Gods forbid."

The next day, Elunara tapped her fingers on her desk. "Now, I'm just pissed."

Gerald raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"Remember that twilight brat?"

"As if I could forget."

"He's slipped the tail. Six agents and not a one can find him." 

"Fuck." 

"We never found his nest either. Gods, I hate that brat." 

Lulu sighed happily as Tulani pinned more fabric into place. 

"Someone's in love." Tulani sang out.

"I think I am! My own gallant white knight." Lulu giggled.

"I'm glad for you sweetie." 

"Am I insane for saying I'd marry him in a heartbeat?"

"You must have had a hell of a night."

"We didn't have sex."

Tulani blinked up.

"Well, we started to, but we didn't. We talked for absolute HOURS. It was so much fun. We talked long into the night and woke up in each others arms." She sighed dreamily. "We agreed to save ourselves for marriage."

"Someone's in love." 


For The Whored: Beyond Ch. 02



Jordan made his way up the final flight of stairs into the tower room. "Baby? Are you in here?"

"Oh!" Elunara turned to him and wiped her eyes. "Yes, I'm here, did you need something?"

"The last of Bradly's things have been delivered to his new house." He wrapped his arms around her. "You've been crying."

"It's silly, I know."

"No it's not." He said quietly. "I was near tears myself. He's lived with us all this time."

"Twenty years he's lived here, and been our son. I know it was hard for him, staying home while so many of his friends moved into the barracks."

"Yes, but it was those special privileges that allowed him room to grow, that pushed him to prove himself, to make him better than those around him." 

She turned and looked out of the window. "Who would have thought that a silly whore could love her children so much?"

"You've never been silly." He chuckled. "You're THE whore, a level that no one could hope to match." He kissed the back of her neck. "I've never seen you like this. Who knew it could turn me on so much; to see you standing here, tears streaming down your face over one of our children moving away."

"Is that how it is?" She giggled. 

He slipped his hand down the front of her pants and brushed fingers through the fine hairs, to the wetness beneath. The other trailed upwards into her shirt and tugged at a nipple.

"Maybe I should cry more often." With a gasp, she leaned back against him. "You've always had magic fingers, my love."

Gently, he pressed the first finger in. "You're always so fucking wet."He pinched and tugged at the nipple, his mouth dancing across her shoulders and neck. The second finger went in and he began to pump. Her hands trailed along his arms as she gasped at his attentions. The hands moved off and he pushed her pants to the floor. 

With a wiggle and a kick, she was free of the garment. Going forward, her hands planted on the window glass, and she held herself up. He shoved his own pants to the ground and stepped up to her, slipping himself deep inside of that dripping wet. Using his thumb, he stimulated the outside of her ass, sending shivers into her body. Leaning forward with her, he shoved her shirt up and grabbed her breasts with his hands, teasing and tormenting the nipples.

"Gods," She whispered. "Like that."

With long sure strokes, he buried himself in and out. Biting her shoulder, he held on as she clamped and writhed against him. Not content and certainly not done, he straightened up and grabbed her hips, slamming over and over, until at last he felt himself give way to her clamping heat. He released with a spasm of his own. 

"That farmer won't forget this."

"Huh?" Jordan blinked at her dumbly.

Shoving against the window to straighten up, she jerked her thumb back. Looking over, Jordan could see a man with an over turned basket of apples. 

"Did... You know?"

"About the time you let go of my shoulder, I noticed him staring."

"Ah, geez." He sighed and raked a hand through his hair. 

Over the next few weeks, the platform above the training yard was broken down and divided into multiple sections. The highest portion was in the center for addressing the troops, and the two platforms on either side were for seating. Enough room was made for Elunara's ever growing family. 

Susan made her way down to the training yard with a smile. Ever since Tilly and the twins had started making new friends, she had more time to herself and less time worrying about their whereabouts. The extra time, she spent with her paints and the more she seemed to enjoy them. Hauling her canvas in one arm, and her bag of supplies, she made herself comfortable on a platform. 

With no intention of painting the troops, she sat herself up nice and began work on her pretty flower garden. 

"That's coming along quite beautifully." Elunara leaned over.

"Isn't it just? I had a lady asking me about it. She actually wants to pay me money to paint something for her."

"Now that's a kick in the pants."

"It is." Susan beamed out a smile. "Hi, Emaline."

"Hello, Aunt Susan." Emaline replied quietly. "I like your garden."

"Thank you."

"Momma?"

"Yes?" Elunara looked back at Lydia. 

"Can you watch Dargek while I take the girls singing?"

"Of course."

Dargek flopped on the platform. "I want to go with my friends."

"Dargek, you know-"

Elunara stepped in front of Lydia and addressed Dargek. "I think it's time I start training you."

"Training?" Dargek sat up straighter.

"Momma, I don't think that's-"

"Don't you want him walking better?" Elunara put her hands on Lydia's arms. "You know I'd never do anything to hurt him. This will make him stronger, less reliant on that awful crutch."

"If you think it will help." 

"I know it will. Please, trust me."

"With my life."

"With your child's?"

"Of course, but..."

"Trust is what I need from you." Elunara placed her hands on Lydia's arms. "Let him go, momma. Be proud of your son, and let him fight it out."

"You're the only one I'd trust with this."

"I know." 

Lydia took Wenrietta and Lani's hands. "Take care of him, Momma." 

"I will."

Dargek watched his mother walk away with his three sisters. "I wish she would let me do things."

"You forget that your mother grew up with both of her legs bad."

"Why won't you do for me what you did for her?"

"Because you're still growing. We had hoped..." Elunara shook her head. "It doesn't matter. What we focus on is what you have. Perhaps when you get older and stronger, we can try something different." She dropped off of the platform and made her way to the weapon rack. "Today you toss away that crutch, and you learn to use a staff."

"What's the difference?"

"Fighting style." She selected a small one and found hers. "The weapon becomes an extension of your body."

"Just like the crutch." Dargek wrinkled his nose. 

"Not exactly. Let me see your legs."

He sat on the edge of the platform. "Like this?"

Running her hands down his legs, she sighed. "Let me try again." Concentrating, she ran her hands up and down the bad leg, willing the muscle and bone to stretch and lengthen. Desperately, she willed it to match the other.

"That feels funny Grand momma." 

"I think I made some more progress." She rubbed the twisted muscle. "Perhaps more drastic measures will have to be taken."

"My toes of my bad foot almost touch the toes of my good foot." He wiggled his feet. "They don't hurt so much now, Grand momma."

"While you train under me, you call me Elunara."

"Yes Grand- I mean, Elunara." He thought for a moment. "Don't you have a title like Grandpa Grogek, or Daddy?"

"I have many titles, young one, but as your trainer, I'll use my name." She scooped him up and sat him on the ground.

"Of course." Taking the small staff from her, he hugged it to his chest and propped up on it.

"Try putting your weight on your bad leg."

Dargek shifted. "It doesn't hurt so bad anymore." 

"Good, because it's time to work."

Darguni wiped the sweat off of his brow. "I see Momma is taking on the newest generation of warriors."

Grogek grinned. "You'll have your chance, son. She'll see to it."

"Put all of your weight on your good leg. Yes, just like that." Elunara stooped down and considered. "Now, add weight to the bad one." Nodding, she smiled. "It's definitely longer."

"I'm not as lopsided." He grinned. 

"We can work with that."

For the next few days, Elunara worked on extending Dargek's leg and teaching him how to move with the staff. 

"Momma?"

"Yes, Lily?"

"Can I have a staff too?"

"What?" Lydia blinked down at her eldest daughter. "Why?"

"I want to learn to fight!"

"You... well..."

"Momma..."

"I hated it."

"You were in training too?" Lily bounced in her seat.

"Yes, years ago, I even have my own weapons, but I hate fighting, even if I know how."

"Momma, PLEASE?" Clasping her hands together, Lily bounced. "Please, please."

"Well, alright, but we'll have to get you some pants. You can't train in skirts and dresses."

"YES!" 

While Lily ran in happy circles, Lydia bit her lip.

"What in the world?" Darguni made his way over. "What's going on?"

"Lily want-"

"Momma said I could train with Grand Momma!"

"Oh?" He ran his hand over Lydia's back. "You don't look too thrilled."

"You know how I hated it."

"Let her learn to hate it on her own." He chuckled. "That's how kids grow." 

"I guess." Lydia bit her thumbnail. "First Dargek, now this... I guess I can't hold them back forever."

"You shouldn't hold them back at all."

"I know." She picked at her dress. At least I have a couple of baby years with Wenrietta and Lani."

"I'm not a baby." Wenrietta pouted.

"Oh?" Darguni grinned. "Do you want to train too?"

"With stinky boys? No!" Wenrietta crossed her arms.

"Me either." Lani shook her head. "I want to sing with mommy." 

From beside them, Jordan sighed. "Oh, if only my little girl thought boys were still stinky."

"How are wedding plans going?" Darguni grinned.

"Kill me now." He shook his head. "I can SEE the little hearts popping above their heads."

"Daddy!"

"Hi, pumpkin, speak of the devil."

"Maybe I shouldn't give you what's in this basket I brought down."

Jordan eyed the basket in her hand. "Why am I being bribed now?"

"I... well, I was hoping you'd let Nara go for the day."

"Ugh, better to be off with the both of you." Jordan signaled for Nara. "Keep your basket."

"Thank you, daddy." She kissed his cheek.

After they walked off, hand in hand, Jordan sighed again. "Though, to be honest, I kind of feel bad for William. He hasn't been the same since Lulu made her little announcement at the ball."

"Ooh, yeah, I remember that mess." Darguni shook his head. "Poor guy."

"Perhaps he'll find his match at the mage academy." Jordan shrugged. "How's Dargek faring?"

"He's working hard and loving every minute of it." Darguni scooped up Lily and put her on his shoulder. "If my little girl wants to join him, all the better."

"I do daddy," He wrapped her arms around his head. "I do so badly."

"Grogash asked if he could as well." Susan smiled. "Since the Junior Rank won't take a child under eleven now, perhaps Elunara will give our children the head start they so desperately desire."

Elunara made her way to the platform. "What's going on?"

"Grand Momma? Can I join Dargek? Can I have a staff?" Lily bounced on her daddy's shoulders. 

"I don't see why not."

"And Grogash." Susan nodded.

"Certainly."



For The Whored: Beyond Ch. 03



Elunara opened the door and smiled. "Hello, you must be one of the new recruits."

The man blinked at her. "You're the queen. Why are you here?"

"Yep, you're a new one alright. Come on in, let's get you set up." 

"Set up?"

She pushed the door back and moved away. "All new recruits get their first portrait for free."

"Well, I..." He trailed off and blinked at her. "My what?"

"Surely you've seen the men's portraits?"

"Oh. OH! You're the one that does those?"

"I am."

"Man, I thought Mark was pulling something on me."

Elunara halted in lifting her board. "How would that be "pulling something"?"

The man went beet red. "Nothing." 

"You're lying, and I don't like liars."

He continued to fidget in place. "Look, this isn't something I'd go to a superior officer over, let alone the Queen of the realm." 

"This?"

"Do I have to say it?"

"Now that you're in my house, yes. I'd like to know why you came here. False pretense or not." 

"This is your house?" The confusion on his face grew. "But, you're queen."

"Ok, stop calling me that and just talk."

"But..."

"Let's start from the beginning." She flopped down on the couch and gestured towards a seat. "This is my house. My house is a special place where people can come and tell me every little thing without worry of leaking it out. You have something embarrassing to say, and I'll listen and advise you, because that's what I do. I'm something of a therapist like that." She snagged her board and began work on the man.

"I..." Clearing his throat, he rubbed his neck. "I guess I have to. You see, I was at the bar the other night and I got a little drunker than I intended to, and wound up confessing to General Mark that I have this issue with women."

"Issue?"

"I..." His color deepened. "I cum too soon. I haven't fully pleasured a woman in my life." Burying his face in his hands, he sighed deeply. "This morning, Mark sent me here. Told me to take the day." Was muffled. Looking at her, he sighed again. "Now that I've humiliated myself..."

"Stop. I told you, you can tell me everything. You're not alone. In fact, I invented a neat little device to help with that exact issue."

"You... what?"

"Let's start fresh." She changed her sheet. "What's your name?"

"Ryan."

"I'll work on your portrait first, alright?"

"But..."

She softened her voice. "The goal is to make you more comfortable, it's hard to work with a person who's been humiliated, so we'll start clean, alright?"

Ryan let out the breath he'd been holding. "Thank you."

Setting her board to the side, she stood up and walked over. She held out a hand and when he took it, she pulled him to standing. "Alright, I know you're used to standing for long periods of time, but I'm going to position you to get the best portrait I can, and afterwards we'll help you with your little problem."

"Alright. I guess so."

"Good boy." After returning to her seat, she picked up her board and went to work. She worked with him, having him turn back and forth so she could get all of the angles. By time she went for the clothes, he had relaxed quite a bit. 

"I can't believe I'm standing here in my underwear in front of the queen of Stormwind."

"Would you stop that?" She sighed. "You're about to be naked, get over it."

"Naked?" He squeaked.

"Lose the unders, dear."

"I..."

"NOW!"

"Alright, alright." He shoved them to the floor and kicked them to the rest of the clothes. "I don't want to offend you with my privates."

Elunara chuckled softly to herself. "I have seen more hard ons than most men." She quickly sketched in the remaining details before putting her board to the side and standing up. 

"What are you...?"

"It's a shame you're having these issues, you're quite splendid to look at." She ran her fingers under his chin. "Look at you... that neck, those shoulders... I always had a soft spot for well built shoulders."

"B-but... the king..."

"Knows what I do for a living."

"Living?"

"Get hard for me." She whispered, before running her tongue across his shoulder. Moving her hands back, she lightly raked her nails down. An adjustment and she was sucking on his shoulder, enjoying how he shivered under her touch. Her mouth worked down his chest and was joined by her hands on his ass, cupping and stroking. By time she reached the floor with her knees, he was hard as a rock, and shuddering.

"I'm going to..."

"No you're not." Moving a hand around, she pressed a thumb under his dick and worked her magic. Slowly, she drove him crazy with her fingers and her mouth, but still he maintained his erection. After a little more of this slow torture, she released her thumb and watched him finish to the floor.

"How did you do that? I've never gone so long." He stared down at her.

She stood up and walked to her couch. "Pressure points. Which tells me that my device will work. She stooped down and dug through her drawer under the couch before pulling out a set of squishy rings. "Here take these. When you know you're going to have sex, you slide one of these to the base of your dick. It feels kind of like a double pussy, and will hold you erect for longer than normal. If you find yourself unable to finish at all, you can simply slide the ring away from the base."

"This is amazing." He squished the tiny ring in his fingers.

"I've invented all sorts of devices to help people with their sexual problems, and you're not the first to receive this particular bit of fun."

"So, Mark..."

"Oh, lord no. That man has some beautiful stamina. He can go for hours."

"You've..."

"I've done a lot of people." She shrugged. 

"I thought you said that you keep secrets."

"Mark is no secret." She waved a hand. "Everyone knows he's been in my clutches. Ask him some time." 

"Who though? Who else suffers as I do?" He tugged his pants up.

"That I'll never tell." With a wink, she waved him away. "Your portrait will be done soon enough. Take the day to explore our fair city."

It was a few days before Ryan had the nerve to approach Mark again. "I feel like I should be tried for treason."

"I take it you got the full treatment?" Mark grinned.

"Does everyone get blow jobs from the queen?"

"First of all, she hates that title. Second of all, most of us have been in her... "care"."

"I just don't understand the queen, err Mrs. Wrynn acting like a lowly whore."

Mark laughed. "Ok, call her Mrs. Wrynn, and she'll tie your dick around your neck. And Elunara is anything but "lowly". Look, you're new here, and you lived in that fetid swamp of Dustwallow Marsh for far too long. Things work differently here."

"Enlighten me."

"Let me explain her family tree. You see, Elunara married General Grogek first, then a Draenei woman by the name of Tulani. You'll see her occasionally with her baby, Sinea." Comfortable with the topic, Mark leaned back against the platform. "Then she married General Jordan. Finally, she married High King Wrynn."

"She sure blows through them."

"Oh, she's still married to all of them."

"Wait, what?"

"I'll explain it better some other time. You should know that she loves all of them."

"But then she... well, she... why me?"

"Why anyone?" Mark shrugged. "You're not unique, nor are you special. She did you because she has an addiction to sex. That's why her code name is "The Whore"."

Ryan blanched. "I might be ill."

"People like that reaction, but you'll get used to it."

"How many kids does this woman have? After all of that?

"Not as many as you'd think. You see that orc with a human in a headlock? Those are her first two sons. Darguni is her birth child and Bradly is her adopted son. Elunara has only given birth twice, Darguni and her four year old Emaline, that one is Wrynn's. Lulu is her daughter in every way that matters, and that one belongs to Jordan. Sinea was born from Jordan and Tulani, but don't think they have a thing, Tulani is female set."

"This is confusing."

"Oh, it gets worse. Grogek married a human female named Susan and THEY had Tilly, seven, and twins Grogash and Mimsy, six."

"By the Gods!"

"I know right? All three of them share a birthday with Darguni and Lydia's kids Lily and Dargek. Who also share a birthday with their second set of twins, Wenrietta and Lani."

"That must be rough." Ryan shook his head. "Who else should I be aware of?"

"Well, my wife Jenny is Elunara's adoptive sister, which makes my children, Grodan, Tyralu and Mary her nieces and nephew."

"A-and yet you... you've fucked her sister?"

"Now you're following me. There's a blood elf around here, you'll see her occasionally, and she's Elunara's first adoptive sister and SHE married Elunara's former lover High Admiral Renwa. Their son, Nara, is marrying Lulu, and his sister is Abigail, who is dating my son. Then there's Elunara's adoptive brother Gerald, who married Chrissy, and they have a son, William." 

"How do you keep track of this?"

"I'd draw you a chart, but it'd take too much paper. Elunara is a unique creature, she literally feeds on sex, and needs it like you or I need water." 

"A succubus?"

"She's been accused."

"Who does portraits?"

"Her second favorite hobby is drawing. Look, she used to be this crazy ass mission specialist, and though I don't know all of the details, I can tell you that she is the best of the best. She wouldn't be who she is without it. Now she runs the SI:7. As for the rest of it? We worship her as our goddess, and that's the most confusing thing to get used to."

"I'm starting to think you're having me on about all of this."

"Again, not uncommon. You're getting the standard explanation of our beloved Elunara."

"I heard my name."

Both men looked up. "I was just trying to explain you to one of our newest recruits." Mark grinned.

"Oh, that." Elunara winked

"Don't take it all in at once." Varian commented. "It can hurt."

"Hurt?" Ryan squeaked, as he tried to scoot away from the platform. 

Mark grabbed Ryan by the arm, as Varian chuckled. "Your brain."

"He's just nervous because he got the full treatment." Elunara shrugged. 

"Ah." Varian nodded. "The new ones." He said knowingly. Turning his attention, he nodded to Mark. "How are our troops?"

"My half of the yard is doing quite well. Jordan can report for his."

"I see the progress well enough." Varian's gaze lingered on Ryan. "You'll learn."

"Yeah, Elunara wraps us all into her tangled web. Sucking down the energies of the hapless flies." Mark flashed a grin up.

"Oh, Stop." She laughed. "You act as if you don't march willingly into my jaws."

"Who wouldn't?" 

"Coming to my next birthday party?"

"I always get first invitation." Mark winked. "I'm VIP."

"Keep telling yourself that." Elunara wrapped her arms around one of Varian's. "Come, Sugarlove, I feel like a stroll." Turning back, she smiled down at Ryan. "I hope my gift has paid off."

He blushed deeply. "Worked like a charm."

She nodded. "Good."

"You do love scaring the new ones." Varian commented.

"Highlight of my day." Elunara giggled.

"Momma is scary?" Emaline looked puzzled by the new information. "Everyone loves my momma."

"Depends on who you talk to, little sweet." Stooping down, she scooped Emaline into her arms. "It's fun to pick on new people, because they don't know if they should be afraid of me or not. I can be downright terrifying when I'm angry."

"You don't scare me."

"You've never done anything to make me that angry, my little princess."

"Just wait." Varian grinned. "There's always someone starting some bit of trouble."



For The Whored: Beyond Ch. 04



Lydia stretched and wiggled. "Man, my back is killing me." 

"What did you do to it?" Susan looked sideways at Lydia sitting on the platform.

"Nothing in particular. Just day to day, I guess. I'm still not as good as Momma at healing body pains. Maybe I'll ask her for a back rub."

Susan went back to her painting. "Why not your husband?"

"He does well, but momma is a professional at it. She finds the strangest knots and deals with them swiftly."

"That's a fair point. I have her do me occasionally."

"Given what I know, that sounds really weird coming from you."

Susan blushed and ducked her head. "You know what I mean."

"Do you guys ever...? Well, I don't know how to ask that, or if I should."

"Things get a little strange with three people in a bed." Shrugging, Susan washed her brush out in her cup of water. It was a fascinating little device that kept the water clean in between colors. "I'm not as open as your mother; maybe you should ask her if you truly are curious."

"No, I'm sorry, that was rude of me." Lydia sighed. 

"Where are the girls?" 

"Tulani wanted to measure them for some new dresses. Even though they are twins and the measurements are the same, they like doing the same thing, so they stay together."

"Typical really. The girls are off with their friends having tea and biscuits like little socialites. Grogash makes barfing noises when I suggest he do anything his sister does."

With a giggle, Lydia leaned back on her palms. "Grogash and Dargek are practically twins themselves. I have no idea why Lily loves training so much, but the three of them are glued to each other. Which I appreciate, because I don't have to worry about Dargek playing with his friends, so long as his sister and... uncle are with him. That sounds so weird."

"Doesn't it?" Susan giggled.

"In any event, those three watch out for each other. They'll be seven soon, and it'll be even harder to hold Dargek away from his friends."

"You shouldn't."

"Yeah, I know. I just worry for him. The world can be a cruel place for a child born as I was."

"In this city, you'll be hard pressed to find someone like that. They tend to leave quickly."

"Not before doing their damage." 

"Too true."

After work was done for the day, Lydia and Darguni walked hand in hand up the hill to their private spot. "Hard to believe no one has found this place yet." Lydia sat on the grass. "You'd figure a flying mount would go by ever so often."

"Complaining?"

"Not a bit." When he sat down, she cuddled up close. "I'm also glad that momma is taking care of the kids for us." 

"Four is a handful." He kissed the top of her head. "A bit of quiet is always good." 

"Mm, I didn't have quiet in mind."

"Is that so?"

"Well, first I want a backrub, after that..." She traced circles on his chest. "The rest is up to you."

Darguni licked his lips. "Is that so?"

Holding up her hair, she shifted her back towards him. "Unzip me please."

"With pleasure." Slowly he tugged the zipper down, sliding his fingers under the edges of the fabric, brushing his way down her back. "Your skin is always so soft."

"Your hands are always so rough, yet I love the feel of them on my skin."

He kissed the back of her neck. "Mine." 

"Always."

Pushing the dress forward, he cupped a breast and slid the zipper the rest of the way down, tugging her into his lap. With great care, he tugged the dress free, removing her small body from the garment and into his lap. "Mine." He lightly growled. One had went down and to the front; a finger slicking through her soft folds.

She gasped. "I said massage first."

"Oh, I know. I just wanted to play with my delicate little wife first." His fingers drifted lazily through the folds, as he teased and tormented her into a writhing mess. 

By time he gave her a gentle push forward, she was half mad from it. "Oh, you're just awful!" She gasped.

"I know I am." He grinned down at her. Using the heels of his hands, he began to work on the small of her back, kneading and twisting. Up and down her back his hands roamed, finding those nasty little knots. By time she was groaning, his own erection had reached a painful level. Shifting himself free of his pants, he tugged her hips up and slipped into her waiting wetness. 

Gasping in surprise, Lydia clung to the grass. Even as he pumped himself in and out, he continued to work on her back, pressing and kneading, shifting and changing. His fingers wrapped around her shoulders and he worked on her neck. Shifting yet again, he pulled free and helped her turn over before capturing her mouth with his own and slipping back in. Her legs came up to his sides and her nails tore holes in the back of his shirt. 

One hand cupped her ass and the other buried in her hair as he buried himself into her scent and body. Together, they tumbled in the grass, never tiring of the feel of each other. When she sat on top of him, she raised her arms to the sky and laid her head back. "Give it to me." She cried.

"With pleasure." He pulled her down hard on to him and rolled yet again, his hips working into a frenzy before she clamped down on him and he let go into his clamping heat with a grunt. Gasping from the effort, he collapsed on top of her. 

She giggled wildly. "We haven't done that in awhile."

"I remember why. I can't feel my spine." Sighing, he sat up on one elbow. "Plus, I think I rolled over a pinecone somewhere."

"Aw, poor baby."

"Hey, those suckers are sharp." 

Lydia giggled and sat up. Looking around, she snagged a rock and held it out to Darguni. "I think this is your pinecone."

"Looks about right." He snagged it from her and tossed it away. "Never again, little bastard."

Lydia giggled. "Sorry about that."

"It was worth it, to see you sitting on top of my dick." He winked. 

Later, blinking up at the sky, Lydia stared. "The hell?" She sat up and looked around. Nudging Darguni, she sighed. 

"Whazat?" He blinked at her. 

"We must have fallen asleep up here. Momma's going to kill us."

"Shit." Darguni jumped up and yanked on his pants. "Well, I guess there is a downside to no one finding this place." He considered a moment. "Well, mother knows where we are."

"She does?"

"Oh yeah, I had to show her when I was a kid. If she was really all that concerned, she would have found us by now. Still, we should go."

Lydia held her hair up. "Zip me?"

"That's how we got in trouble in the first place." He winked, as he tugged on the zipper pull.

It was days later in a sunnier area of town, that Elunara found herself daydreaming about a slice of carrot cake from Tippy's. Connecting thought to action, she made her way to the inn that Tippy had in city. 

"Hello, Miss Elunara." Enalla smiled. "How can we help today?"

"Carrot cake, please."

"Right away." She disappeared into the back. When she came out, she had a large slice of cake and a fork. Where is little Emaline?" Enalla sat a plate down on the table.

"With her daddy. She just loves playing princess." Elunara scooped a bite into her mouth and fought the urge to orgasm. "I think your mother is outdoing herself again."

"Just for you, there's always a fresh carrot cake, should you stop by."

"This one had to have come fresh off the cooling rack."

"In fact, I was frosting it before you walked in."

"That's it, I'm adopting you."

"My child, hands off." Tippy gave a half growl. "Can't have you taking my favorite baking assistant."

"How are Jimmy and Rachel?"

"Eh, off being teenagers. I can't hogtie them to a chair and make them help me. Though it's tempting." Tippy gave a motherly chuckle. "Where's the little princess?"

"I left her sitting on the throne, a small crown a top her head, as she directed various people into her little game."

"Oh lord." Tippy giggled. "Not like her momma at all."

"Varian and Anduin find it funny as hell, actually."

"I imagine so." 

Zelinnia walked in the door and flopped down. "Oh, good you're here."

"What's up, sister of mine?"

"Grodan just proposed to Abigail."

"Why do you sound so disappointed?"

"I'm not. Well, okay, I am, sort of."

"Grodan is a good kid, quite a match I hear."

"No, that's not the problem."

"Well, what is it?" Elunara shoved another forkful of cake in her mouth.

"Abigail thinks we should have HER wedding first because she's older."

"Um, what?" Elunara sprayed cake at Zelinnia. "Sorry." She wiped her mouth and brushed the cake off of Zelinnia's shoulder.

"She fully believes we should postpone Nara's wedding so that she can do it first."

"No offense, Sugarbutt, but I thought you raised her better than that."

"I did too! Now my kids are at each other's throats again, and Johnathan has taken to locking himself in his office just to avoid the pair."

"The hazard of letting them still live in your house."

"Don't I know it? Thankfully, Nara has found a small house that he's taking his savings to."

"Lulu told me about that. She's feeling guilty about moving out, and lord if I won't miss her, but honestly, I think they should. My house is huge, but crowded. I offered them both the honeymoon suite, who knows if they'll take it."

"Honeymoon suite?"

"Third level turret. Beautiful 360 view up there."

"Ah." Zelinnia considered. "Can I stay there until my kids move out of my house?"

"Not a chance, Sugarbutt."

"What should I do?"

"Nara's wedding is in less than a week. This is a fact, not a suggestion, there's just too much involved to derail it now. Abigail will just have to live with it."

"Ugh, living with Abigail is the complicated part."

"Stand your ground, momma."

"I am. I am." Zelinnia sighed and laid her head on the table. "This is a disaster."

"Here." Tippy sat a plate on the table. "Eat your sandwich."

"Thanks, Tippy." Zelinnia poked at her sandwich. 

"Don't worry momma, I'll see what I can do." Elunara finished off her carrot cake.

Elunara walked into the back bathroom and lit up the runes on the wall, turning on the lights. Next she made her way over to the massive tub and stooped down, lighting the runes for the hot water. When it began to fill, she sat on the edge and dipped her toes in. Satisfied with the temp, she tossed in a fizzer tablet and grinned. 

Grogek walked in wearing nothing but his pants. "We haven't done this in a few weeks."

"I know, but after being cried on by poor Zelinnia, I needed the bath."

"Anyone joining us today?"

"Just you and me, Sugarbear." 

"As you wish." He grinned. Shoving his pants off, he tucked them on to one of the side benches. 

"Someone's ahead of the game." She giggled. Reaching up, she stroked the length of his dick with her fingers. "So delightful."

"I'm always hard for you, my love." 

Getting up on her knees, she licked the length of him. He tugged at her ears and she groaned with him. Once she wrapped her hand around his dick, she tugged him forward and sucked on the tip. 

"I thought you wanted the tub." He groaned.

"Oh, I do. But I wanted to taste you before you got all soapy. Come, Sugarbear. Come for me and let me drink you down. I crave what you give to me." Once again she licked the length of him before sucking on the tip. With greedy sucking motions, she worked her way down his dick, taking the full of him into her mouth, working her fingers and palms on the base of his dick and balls.

His fingers threaded through her long purple hair and tugged and massaged those points in her ears he knew drove her mad. Planting his feet, he held on for dear life as he tried to remain standing while he filled her mouth. She knew the moment he came for her and she drank it down with greed she had not shown in some time. 

"What was that?" He gasped.

"I need you, my love." She ran her hands up and down his thighs. "Sometimes I wonder if I neglect you in favor of my other duties, and it bothers me."

He took her hand and tugged her to standing. "My vicious and clever little she wolf, I could never feel neglected by you. You tire yourself into the ground in order to make all of us work. And we each in turn love you for what you can give. You would not be you without everything you've worked so hard to build. No, don't feel ashamed or neglectful of whom you are."

"Thank you for that."

Gentle as a butterfly, he kissed her mouth. "Always be you and we will always love you for you."

"Come, the water is delightful."

"I bet it is."

Later, sated and fully used, they both cuddled in the still foamy water of the bath. 

"Have you heard the news of Grodan and Abigail?"

"Yes, Grodan made a yard announcement this morning."

"Abigail wants Nara to put off his wedding so that she can have hers first."

"How cruel of her to be so selfish!" Grogek gasped. 

"I know, right?" Elunara sighed and rubbed her hands on his legs. "Zelinnia is worried that Abigail will ruin Nara's wedding by just being there, and I don't know how to stop it."

"Since when is Abigail like this?" He wondered. "Her parents would never allow her to make such childish demands."

"Even Lulu can't believe it. She said that Abigail is actually fairly modest in most things. Though Abigail is a talented mage and gets a lot of praise and admiration from her teachers, Lulu says that it embarrasses Abigail to a large degree. However, after the disaster with the stolen objects, the siblings don't get along. Lulu seems to believe that Abigail is just doing this to hurt Nara."

"What a brat." Grogek sighed. "I'm glad we haven't had these kinds of issues with our own children. But that is time away for Tilly and the twins. They better not act so poorly. I don't care what their ages, the punishment would be harsh."

"Spoken like a true orc." Elunara winked. "In any event, Nara's wedding is happening on the correct date, even if I have to tie Abigail to a chair and beat the snot out of her."

"Spoken like my vicious she wolf." He laughed. "Not that I could see you actually doing such a thing to your niece."

"She tries to ruin Lulu's wedding and I just might." Crossing her arms, she grit her teeth. "Lulu's wedding will be perfect, or heads will roll."

Chuckling, Grogek shifted himself and tugged his irritated wife into his lap. "I think I can take your mind off of things." Under the water, he slipped his finger into her slick center.

"I don't know, I'm pretty annoyed right now."

"Is that a challenge?" 

"It just might be." 

He pressed a second finger in. "Your voice says no, the rest of you..." 

She shifted her legs to accommodate him. One of his arms went under her leg and lifted her knee to his shoulder. Pressing her back to him she groaned and laid her head on his other shoulder.

"More like this." Over and over he pumped his fingers in and out. The warm soapy water made everything slippery and slick. Shifting again, he lifted her hips back and slid her down on to him. A few pumps and he tugged her off again, before slipping himself into her ass. The water sloshed around them as she grabbed wildly for his legs to hold on to something. 

She propped her leg up on to the ledge and his fingers went for her again. In and out, up and down, he shifted her, sending water up and over the edges of the hot tub. Gasping and moaning, they writhed together, before her entire body clamped down and sent him shivering after her.

"Good thing I keep a mop in here." She gasped.

Grogek just roared in laughter. 

The next day, Elunara waited outside of the Mage Tower. 

"Momma, what are you doing here?"

"Sorry, Lulu. I want to talk to Abigail alone."

"I take it my mother told you what I said..." Abigail fidgeted in place.

"I just want to know why."

Abigail sighed and flopped down on a bench. "I don't know..." She picked at her skirt. "I'm older, I just wanted my wedding to be first, but Grodan took forEVER to finally ask me, even though I knew he wanted to sooner... It's just not fair."

"Fair? FAIR?" Elunara gestured. "I hate the word fair. Fair is a word made up by politicians and the weak willed. You sound like a spoiled little rich girl, mad because daddy didn't give you a new pony. You can't ask for a wedding that had been in the works for MONTHS stop and postpone just so you can get in early. Lulu asked Nara, you could have asked Grodan."

"Lulu just announced it."

"Exactly." Elunara huffed out a breath. "If you're so upset by this, you should have taken it up with Grodan, not your brother."

"Grodan didn't want to ask me until he got that promotion so that daddy would respect him."

"So now it's Jordan's fault?"

"I don't know, maybe?"

"Girl, you are seriously pushing my buttons right now." 

"I don't know, okay? I mean, ever since that day I got caught in the men's bunker, daddy has been showering Nara with praise and affection, and getting mad at me over little things. He finally apologized, but some days..."

"Oh. MY. GODDESS!" Elunara yanked her own hair. "REALLY, child. REALLY?"

Abigail's eyes went wide and she scooted down the bench. 

"You ARE a spoiled little rich girl. Spoiled, jealous and petty. Your father worships the ground you walk on and it's just not enough for you. You have driven him to TEARS, and yet you pull this stunt."

"Tears? Daddy?"

"Yes, tears. Nothing can be crueler than the heartless words of a child. By pulling this wedding mess on your father, you have sent him into hiding, because his pride prevents him from showing how he truly feels in all of this. You need to sit down with your father and work out your issues, before you have this massive wedge between the both of you. I should know, I did the same to my mother."

"Tyrande cried?"

"More than she'll ever tell me. Now go home, find your father AND your mother, and hug both of them and apologize, or so help me..."

"I'm going! I'm going!" Abigail stood up and fled.



For The Whored: Beyond Ch. 05



Elunara whistled her way down to the yard. Seeing Grogek and Jordan beside the platform, she grinned to herself. When she stepped in between them, she tucked her arms around theirs. "How are my favorite Generals?"

"Someone's in a better mood." Grogek kissed the top of her head.

"Definitely." She smiled up at him. "I chewed some ass, aided my sister, and barely took any effort in doing so."

"Good."

"Sounds like a fairly standard day for you." Jordan laughed.

"It is." She kissed his neck. "I thought I'd see how the yard was, before I headed into the Keep. I need to let Toppa know he's arranging yet another wedding."

"Oh, he's going to love that." Susan called down from her platform. 

"I swear, the look of terror on his face is always worth it." Elunara giggled. "I think he worries our guests will steal the silverware."

"Or the horde will pick that day to attack."

"Only the stupidest of horde will attack on a day that Stormwind is filled to capacity around the King." 

"Didn't they attack Ironforge the last time you had a major event?"

"Moira was livid with me." 

"Not your fault." Susan shrugged. 

"Tell that to Moira." Elunara rolled her eyes.

"I'm not the diplomat." She giggled. 

"Don't make me come up there, little missy."

"And do what?"

"I'll think of something."

"Now ladies," Jordan chuckled. "Don't make me separate you two."

"He's lying," Elunara winked. "He wants to see us mud wrestle."

"In skimpy bikinis." Jordan nodded sagely.

"Hey, those are my wives you're talking about." Grogek admonished. "It'd be more entertaining naked."

"Oh, you two." Susan blushed. "Not like I get into public spectacles like the rest of this silly family."

"Speaking of public spectacles, we should do the Grove again soon. I'm hungry." Elunara stretched and twisted. 

Rubbing his hand over Elunara's hip, Grogek nipped at her neck. "Just tell me when." 

"Not tonight. I plan on tossing Emaline in her room and mauling Varian afterwards."

"How is she handling princess lessons?" Susan went back to her painting.

"Like a duck to water. She's a natural at it." Elunara pulled herself up on to the platform. "She's the complete opposite of Lulu. Lulu hated every minute, and Ema loves every bit of the attention."

"Lulu just proved she was yours." Jordan rubbed his hand on her thigh. "Ema's knack for anything is yours as well."

"Well, Emaline is feeding on the energy like I do. She needs the attention; she burns it off in play."

"That's frightening."

"I felt it while I was pregnant. She leeched off of my energy, and now... let's just say, the teen years are going to be a mess."

With a nod, Grogek considered. "She has enough parents to keep her baser desires in check. We'll keep an eye on her." He patted her other leg. "Just like this yard. I SAW THAT!" He turned and walked away.

"Oh man, that guy is so dead." Jordan chuckled. 

Elunara watched Grogek ream one of his elite core. "In times of peace, it's difficult to maintain a sense of urgency in a core such as Grogek's. There's really nothing for them to do to keep them sharp."

Jordan stretched and sighed. "Boy do I know that. I wish the horde would attack more often. I think they're afraid of us these days. Not even adventure groups try an outright attack on Stormwind anymore."

"Less adventurers these days." Elunara nodded. "Once again, not enough to keep them active in the main cities. They're all off in worlds unknown fighting more interesting battles."

"Is it wrong to wish we'd get attacked by something worth a challenge?"

"Just proving you're Grogek's true brother." She leaned down and kissed Jordan's temple. "It's true though. I miss Draenor; down in the thick of things, seeing the world as we molded it by cutting a path across. Stormwind is the safest city to be in and it almost feels too safe. We live day to day, never worried, somewhat bored."

"Life is never boring when you're around." Jordan laughed. 

"You say the sweetest things." She winked. "Hell, I'm never bored, I've got so much to do every day, it's a wonder I get any of it done." She gestured wide. Then she began to tick off her fingers. "Queenly shit, SI:7 projects, Sexual therapist, artist, trainer of children, kicker of asses. It's a mess I tell ya." 

"And you brought it all upon yourself." Susan thumped Elunara in the head with a watery paint brush.

"That I did. However," Elunara grabbed Susan by the wrist and yanked her forward. "Now you've done it." Across Elunara' lap; Susan was pulled, before Elunara smacked the other woman on the ass twice. 

"Elunara!"

"You had that coming."

Susan sat up and adjusted her dress. "Not in public!"

"Oh, so you want one of MY punishments?"

With her face several shades of scarlet, Susan stammered. "H-Hardly!"

"Keep it up and I just might." She winked. "most people pay me to spank them."

"I am not most people!" Susan righted her chair and sat back down. 

"Of course not, I'll spank you for free."

"Do I want to know?" Lydia interrupted. "I saw momma pull Susan down and the entire yard went on alert, if you get my meaning."

"Did they now?" Elunara licked her lips. "That gives me so many ideas."

"I am NOT going to the Grove. Like Tulani, I avoid being near it."

"Aw, you're no fun, Suzie Q." Elunara eyed the kids. "Well, off to work with me."

Later that night, Elunara sat on the edge of Lulu's bed reading a bedtime story, as Varian stood by the door and watched. 

"And they lived happily ever after." Elunara closed the book and sat it on the table. "Now it's time for sleep."

"One more." Emaline bounced. "I'm not tired."

"Of course you're not; you've been riding high on everyone's admiration of you. But it's bedtime anyhow."

"One more!"

"No. Bed."

"ONE MORE!"

"Oh, you're certainly not pulling this." Elunara stood up and turned off the light. "I've had enough of spoiled little princesses. No kisses tonight."

Emaline began to wail, as tears streamed down her face. Turning and leaving, Elunara snapped the door shut and then leaned back against it. 

"Damn it, how can a few tears undo me?"

"I believe that's called parenting."

"Cute." She sighed and raked her fingers through her hair. "Can't let a little tantrum affect me, and I certainly can't read bed time stories all night. I had other plans."

"Mm, I bet you did." He brushed his fingers through her hair. "How about..."

The door opened and Elunara had to catch herself on the door frame. 

"Mommy?"

"What?" 

"Can I have some water?"

"After all that crying? It would dry someone out." Elunara sighed. "However, you've been very bad and I won't give in to spoiled little girls. Go back to bed."

"But..."

"Now, Emaline."

The wailing reached a fever pitch, as Emaline flung herself back into her bed.

Tugging the door closed, Elunara sighed again. "She thinks I'm being mean, but you have to cut a line somewhere."

"You're a good parent, even if you don't feel like it right now." Varian wrapped his arms around her. "That cry would tug at any parent's heart."

"I give her points for commitment to the tantrum though."

He laughed. "Shall we leave her to it?"

"No choice but." She shrugged. 

"At least your tantrums are blessedly short." He took her hand and kissed the back of it.

"Ha. Ha. Ha." She rolled her eyes. "Come, my love. We have all night."

They walked together into the master bedroom. Soft and sweet, he brushed his lips against hers. "You are a good mother."

"I know it. But when they cry like that, it always hurts my heart just that much."

"She'll learn when she has her own."

"I missed Darguni like that. Bradly too. However, Lulu I had the full experience with. It'll be the same with our beautiful little Emaline. She'll be a handful with her gifts, but we'll bring her up right."

Varian ran his fingers through Elunara's hair. "Yes, we will." He captured her mouth with his own, dancing slowly with her as he devoured her lips, and when she opened up, he seized his opportunity. His hands trailed down to the edge of her shirt and gently he tugged it upwards. She lifted her arms and let him take the shirt off. "Mine." He whispered.

"Always." She reached out and tugged at the edge of his pants. "How sexy you are, fresh from the shower, wandering around the halls in only your pants. You practically beg for the horde to attack you in such a state."

"Damn, you see right through me." 

"I won't let 'em."

"Probably because you've fucked half of them."

"Damn, you see right through me." She leaned forward and licked his chest. "Also, mine. And tasty too."

With a groan, he grabbed her arms. "Gods..."

Kneeling in front of him, she tugged down his pants, freeing his erection from the confines of his pants. When they were down around his ankles, she put one knee on top and trapped his legs. "So tasty." She licked the length of him. 

"Fuck, my love." He groaned. 

"Oh, I intend to." She giggled up at him. "But first..." Using the tips of her fingers, she stroked underneath his balls. "I want a taste of these." Soft and gentle, she ran her tongue across his balls and sent him shivering. With her next move, she took one side into her mouth and sucked. 

He threaded his fingers through her hair. "I need you." 

Shifting again, she sucked on the other side before stroking and petting. In one swift movement, she stood up and went for his mouth. They mated their mouths together, as hands roamed over soft skin and tender flesh. 

He shoved her back on to the bed and climbed in on top of her. "Naughty little minx." He purred. "Makes my life a fascinating dance." 

"Give it to me, Sugarlove."

"Oh, I intend to." He went for her mouth again, his hand trailing down her stomach and to her pants. These he removed with near painful slowness, taking his sweet time. As he pulled them down, he made his way with his mouth down her neck, to her chest, across her belly and down to her hips. At her hips, he slipped his fingers between her legs and to the wetness. Still he tugged at the pants, even as he pressed the second finger in. 

When the pants were at her knees, he ignored them and hovered above her, one hand working on her slick insides. She writhed and moaned, pressing ever higher up at his hand. Her fingers grabbed the sheets and she tried desperately to wiggle her hips. "Oh, Fuck me, Varian. Please, I beg of you."

"So hard to ignore a request like that, yet I must." He pumped his fingers in and out. "I do like having the great goddess of sex at my fingertips. Literally and figuratively." Bending down, he captured a nipple in his mouth and sucked gently. 

She gasped and yanked at his ponytail, freeing the hair from its leather binding. All around her, the hair fell, cascading around her body. When the first ripple took her, she clung wildly at him and the bed, grabbing hair and sheet alike. 

With a chuckle, he licked her belly. "I'm not done." He teased.

"We... we have all night." She gasped up at him.

"I wonder how little sleep we can survive on?" He kissed her hip. "How many records we can break in a single night."

"I do like a challenge." She licked her lips.

Scooting down, he shifted his body and tugged the pants down even further. "I do so love your beautiful legs." First he kissed her hip, then further in, before kissing her thigh. Still the pants went lower, until they were down to her ankles and he was kissing his way down with them. "The knees are my favorite part." He ran his hand up the back of one. "Some days I regret that you wear pants. Perhaps in the hotter months you could wear more shorts?"

"For you, I'll consider it."

"They do make me crazy." Tugging the pants free, he tossed them to the floor. "The ankles are a close second though." He kissed one and then the other. "Though I think those are claimed." He flicked his fingers over the anklet.

"Jordan is always willing to share with his brother."

"Of course." Varian pressed his lips on her ankle, before moving up again. He trailed his mouth along the insides of her legs in soft kissing motions, stopping to push a leg higher and over his shoulder so that he could kiss the back of her knee. 

She shivered in anticipation as he continued his path to his eventual stopping point at those soft curls. At first he kissed the top of the hair line, before pressing his mouth against those soft hairs. With a finger from both hands he spread her out, before rubbing his thumb over that soft nub at the top. She jolted and giggled. "You!"

"Me." He agreed, before running his tongue along an edge. 

Arching back, she gasped as one hand shot out and buried her fingers in his hair, just as he buried his tongue inside of her. Next, he pushed one finger in, as his tongue explored the soft slick folds. Up and down, all around he moved, tracing out the lines of her. When she was half mad with it, he pushed the second finger in and pumped in and out. From his vantage point, he watched her buck her hips up and down, and when he found that delightful little spot, grinned as her clamping heat took hold on his fingers.

"I'm starting to think my little ball sucking wasn't payment enough for you." She gasped, still trying to make the world stop spinning.

"Liked that did you?" He scooted up the bed and propped his elbow on his pillow.

She shoved him over and climbed on top of him. "Let me show you my appreciation."



For The Whored: Beyond Ch. 06



The following morning, a small knock on the door had Elunara awake and alert. "Come in?"

Slowly, the door opened and Emaline peeked her head in. "Mommy?"

"Yes, Littlest?"

"If I say I'm sorry, will you not hate me no more?"

"First of all, I never hated you. Second, you have to be truly sorry. A fake apology has no meaning to me."

Emaline halted and considered. "But, I am sorry, Mommy. I didn't mean to make you mad."

"I accept." 

She ran over to the bed and climbed in. "Daddy's hair is down!" 

"Yeah, isn't it cool?"

Varian chuckled and sat up. "Now I have to find that darned hair tie again."

"You have hundreds of them." Elunara rolled her eyes. 

Emaline was busy running her hands through the hair. "It's so pretty. Daddy should leave it down."

"Not a chance, sweetie." Varian snorted, before digging in a drawer next to the bed and pulling out a length of leather strip. "Uh, can you get her out of here?"

"Sure."

"But, why?" Emaline pouted.

"Because daddy's not wearing pants, Little Sweet." 

"Why is that bad?"

"Because daddy is a boy and you are not. I'll figure out how to explain it better another time." Elunara pulled up her own pants before reaching for a shirt. "For now, you and I need to get dressed. It's still a bit chilly for you to run around this silly castle without any shoes or socks."

"Can we go to the yard today? I want to watch."

"Today is the day I train Dargek and the others, so yes, you may come with me."

"Yeay!" Emaline bounced down the hallway. 

Elunara stuck her head back in the bedroom door. "Thought I should tell you, I'm doing the Grove tomorrow night. After I get Emaline to bed in the castle."

"One of these days I'll go watch that. I bet Gerald is happy, you haven't done one in six months."

"His favorite source of income, I swear. I actually made "Games Master" a title for him. He hates the idea of a title, so I never tried to get him promoted, but he loved this one."

"Figures."

"No one scents blood like the shark."

"No they don't." Varian laughed. "Speaking of blood, don't you have some new recruits to terrorize?"

"Of course I do." She giggled and leaned against the door. "That Ryan is especially fun to poke at. He's from Theramore. One of the few people that survived the blast, but he was just a little kid at the time, was running in the swamp when it happened. He lost his father. Mother kept him until he was old enough to do what he wanted. What he wants is a little bit of payback. Like all that survived that."

"Like poor Jaina."

"She worked so hard on horde and alliance relations, and then that..."

"The old Jaina would be thrilled with our current truce."

"The new Jaina..." Elunara sighed. "I can't say I blame her. After what happened with that druid school in Stonetalon Mountain, I was pretty pissed with the horde involved myself. There were kids there."

"I never knew you cared about that."

"Me either." She sighed again. "You know how it goes with me. I don't know what hurts until after it hurts."

He brushed her hair back. "At least you have emotions now."

"I'm glad I do." She pressed his hand against her cheek. "I love you. You know that, right? That I love all of you so damned much it hurts."

"I know. I love you too." His lips brushed against hers. "Why are you thinking such things?"

"Because I can see you all age in front of me. You've passed sixty, hell Mathias is almost eighty. I just... I don't want any one of you to leave me, and yet I know it's an eventuality I have to face. It... kills me some days." She whispered, her voice barely audible. "I love you so much." Her voice broke. 

"Hey, hey, don't start that. Come on now. Your energy shots will have us all going for longer than we should."

Her whole body froze. "You know about that?"

"Sweetheart, you just said I'm over sixty and I have the libido and body of a thirty year old. That just doesn't happen, I don't CARE if I'm boss level."

"I feel so bad, trying to hide that from you."

"I love it, actually. I don't have to worry about doing my duty, because sex with you is so invigorating." He winked.

"Oh, you." 

"How old is Grogek and Jordan?"

"Fifties. I met Grogek when he was thirty, and it's been twenty one years since Draenor, and we were there for almost five years."

"See? We're all fine. You keep us in our prime, and we'll continue worshipping you like the goddess you are."

Down at the training yard, Elunara met the children. "Today we have a special treat." She dropped off of the platform and grabbed her staff. Men jumped out of the way. "Clear the yard!" She called. "Would any of my husbands like to join me today?"

"I will." Varian followed her down. Gasps filled the area as he pulled his swords. 

"Now we have a REAL treat." Elunara grinned.

"It's been many a year since I faced you. Even longer since I faced real combat. I hope I'm not too rusty to give you a challenge."

"Bring it, Sugarlove."

They launched at each other while the rest of the yard cheered and made bets. 

"Momma is the best." Emaline bounced. "But I've never seen daddy fight."

"I've seen him fight momma before." Lydia nodded. "They're evenly matched."

After calling a draw with Varian, she tossed her staff back on the rack. "And that, my babies, is what you can do with a staff.

"You're so cool, Grand momma!" Dargek bounced in his seat. 

"Let me see your leg, my baby."

"Yes, Grand momma." 

Concentrating, she held Dargek's leg in her hands, rubbing up and down the muscle. "It still won't turn right. No matter what I do. I think we should try something a little more extreme."

"What do you mean momma?" Lydia wrung her skirt in her hands.

"Surgery." 

"WHAT? NO!"

"Hear me out, little kitten." Elunara sighed. "The muscles of his leg are attached at the wrong point, it's why he hurts and why I can't shift his leg anymore. It's pulled too tightly as it is. I can open the leg and detach the muscle, fusing and healing it to the right location. Since it's me, I can heal it instantly, instead of waiting and seeing. He'll be much better off."

"No, I forbid it. You're not carving into my son."

"But momma!" Dargek clung to Lydia's legs. "Please, I beg of you. I want to run normal like you."

"But..."

"Let her." Darguni interrupted. "Baby, you've got to let her try, it may be Dargek's only chance at a normal body and you know it."

"I..." Lydia sighed. "I can't risk my baby."

"This is me, my little kitten." Elunara took Lydia's hands into her own. "Trust me with this. Please."

"I can't watch." Lydia whimpered.

"Then don't. Let me take him to Ina, and we'll get him fixed." 

"Thank you, Momma." Dargek climbed up and hugged his mother. "Thank you for letting me." He picked up his staff and leaned against it. "I'm ready now, Elunara."

"Good man." She took his hand. "Let's go see Ina."

"You want to what?" Ina blinked up at Elunara. 

"It's simple in word, but complicated in practice, this I know."

"It's actually quite brilliant." Ina eyed Dargek. "Get him on the table." She climbed up on to the chair. 

"Right." Elunara lifted Dargek on to the table and had him lay back. "Time to sleep my little one." She tapped him on the forehead and nodded to Ina. "He's all ours now." Summoning her knife, she eyed the leg. "My knife is the cleanest tool to use for this. I'd like to do the work, if that's fine by you."

"Of course. These old hands aren't what they used to be." 

Elunara cut into the leg in two directions, exposing the muscle and bone. Carefully, she cut the muscle free of the bone and repositioned it. Then she repeated the process with the upper leg. Sealing the leg, she poured her energy into healing the muscle to the bone, and when she was satisfied with her work, she healed her cuts to the skin of the leg. 

Time seemed to creep by as she poured her energy, working on both parts of the leg. Focus shifted and she prayed for Elune's assistance as she lengthened the muscle and the bone underneath. The leg began to straighten and lengthen under Elunara's efforts, and soon both legs matched in appearance.

"That's... all I can do." Elunara sat down hard in a chair she hadn't seen before. "He... is healed. What I must do, is train him to use it. After a bit of rest for the both of us." She laid her forehead against the table and promptly dropped off to sleep.

She awoke on the platform. "Guess I used all of my energy in that one go." When she sat up, she stretched. 

"Dargek is now RUNNING in circles." Lydia had tears streaming down her face. 

"Stop him. I don't want him to tear something." Elunara held her head. "No weight on that thing until I clear it."

"Of course. I'm sorry. DARGEK, baby, come back here."

"MOMMA! Don't call me baby." He crossed his arms and pouted.

"Get up here." Elunara shook her head. "I know you're thrilled and I know it feels good, but I don't want you on that leg until I am satisfied that it healed properly."

"I miss my mother all over again." Lydia sighed through watery tears. "How she must have felt when you healed me the same."

"She soaked through two of my shirts. The first when I healed you, the second when you danced at that party. I embarrassed her when I changed my shirt in front of her without a hitch."

With a laugh, Lydia swiped at the tears on her face, smearing them across her cheeks. "You."

"Me." She shrugged. "Is what I do."

"Momma! Grand Momma did you see me? I bet I can run faster than the other guys now!"

"Not for another few days you can't." Elunara crossed her arms. "Not until I'm satisfied the healing has taken."

"Awwwwww."

"You heard me. Sit your little butt down." Looking around, she noticed the lurker she was looking for and flagged him over. "Gerald, I'm moving the Grove to tonight, let everyone know I changed it. I need the energy."

"Can do."

"What's the grove?" Dargek looked up, puzzled.

"None of your little business. GROGEK!"

Curious, Grogek halted his demonstration. "What?!"

"I'm moving it up a day!"

"As you wish!" He turned back to the man he was teaching. "Ah, the whims of my goddess. Now, repeat the action I showed you, and less shake in the hand."

Later that night, Grogek sat in the center of the grove reading his book as he waited for Elunara to finish up at the Keep. A crowd had gathered in the usual spot and Gerald had his games table sat up taking all manner of bets. 

"Something tells me it's going to be a long night tonight." Gerald grinned. "Elunara burned through a massive store this morning working on little Dargek's leg. She'll be half starved."

"What is all this mess?" Ryan asked. "I was told to get my ass here."

"By who?"

"Everyone."

"No one told you why?"

"Just that it was a sight to see."

"Like looking at dirty pictures?" Gerald winked.

"I'm a man aren't I?" Ryan sighed.

"Then you're in for a real treat tonight, my friend. Since this is your first time, I recommend not betting on anything. Some of our old pros will just trick you out of your money."

"Aw, come on," Mark winked. "Let us have our fun."

"You know how she is about cheating bets." Gerald groaned. "Last time I skimmed, Elunara almost ripped my balls off."

"Elunara?" Ryan blanched. "QUEEN Elunara?"

"What did I say about calling her that?" Mark smacked his own forehead. 

On another edge of the grove, Elunara walked hand in hand with Varian. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I'm not joining, I'm just watching. I've never been brave enough to visit you at your home; this is the closest I'll probably ever get to you at your worst."

"Worst?"

"Maybe "wildest" was the better word. I see nothing wrong with what you do, but even now I have difficulty believing this helps you."

"I'm so drained; I need this just to function again."

"I know." He brushed her hair back. Gentle as a whisper, he kissed her temple. "Never change for me; I just don't know how this will affect me. Or you, knowing how I avoid seeing this."

"Oh, my silly love. I fantasize about one day getting all of my husbands in the same room and letting them take their turns fucking me senseless."

"Seriously?" He laughed. 

"I have three holes don't I?"

"You're so strange." His laugh was low and filled with meaning. 

"We're here. Stay right here and you'll get a good view, without having to deal with gaming table."

"I don't know how my subjects would take it, seeing me show up over there, let alone here." 

"Get comfy." She winked.

On the other side of the grove, a surprising pair made their way over. "I can't believe you talked me into this." Bradly mumbled. 

"I'm just curious." Evelyn giggled wildly. "You told me once before that she didn't mind. But I'm not going by myself."

"I think I'll just sit with my back to the place." Bradly's face went hot. "I do NOT want to watch my mother fuck one of her husbands."

"I'm sorry." Evelyn giggled nervously. "I should have asked a girl over... wait, if I go get Chrissy..."

"Chrissy's at the gaming table with Gerald."

"Seriously?" Evelyn tried to peer through the trees.

"Heard her talk about it this afternoon. Said mom needed all the help she could get. I think she conned Jenny into going too."

"Oh! Maybe I should go over there."

"Up to you." 

"Oh, go home. I'll go sit with Chrissy and them." Gathering her skirts, Evelyn made her way through the trees of the grove and popped out by the others. 

"Evelyn!" Chrissy waved an arm. "Here for the festivities?"

"I was curious." She blushed. 

"Come on, the women like to sit separate from the men because the men get a little weird about it." Chrissy stood up and led the way to the smaller clearing. A number of women were sitting on blankets and Tippy had brought a basket of food. 

"Tippy?"

"Heard Elunara burned a huge store of energy trying to help that grandson of hers. I owe so much to my goddess that I figured I'd help her and her worshippers out for now." She gestured to the basket. "Take a sandwich."

Elunara stepped into the center of the grove and laughed. "I think we broke a record today."

"What record?" Grogek sat his book to the side.

"Our highest number of attendees ever."

"Really?"

"I feel them all, little points of food for me."

"How many?" 

"Unimportant." Elunara yanked off her shirt. "I'm hungry." 

"Why rush it?" He grinned up at her. Whistling in appreciation, he reached up and rubbed a hand over the lacy bra. "You do like giving them a show."

"So true." She stepped over him and pushed her pants off. "Except that I'm half starved tonight." Tossing them in the pile, she ran her fingers over the front of her panties. "Another gift from Tulani. And they're already soaked through."

"I do love that she tends to leave them crotchless." He stood up and brushed his lips across hers. 

"Because she got tired of you shredding the other kind." She pressed her lips against his before licking a fang. 

"I'm so hard for you right now."

"Show me."

He undid his pants and his erection flopped out.

Across the grove, small gasps were heard. "By the Gods." Evelyn whispered.

"I never know if I should be jealous of Elunara, or feel bad for her." Tippy whispered. "That thing is ridiculous. Pardon the pun." 

On yet another side, Varian's eyes went wide.

Grogek buried his hands in Elunara's hair and devoured the taste and scent of his wife pressed against him. Sliding her hands forwards, she shoved his pants to the ground. She licked one of his fangs and sent him shuddering. With his arms, he lifted her into the air and slid her down on his rock hard dick. At the table, one person claimed their first bet. 

As his tongue worked in that space between her breasts, up and down he lifted her, over and over until she shuddered in his grasp. His teeth raked gently on a nipple. Her nails dug into his back. She leaned back until she could touch the ground. 

He grunted and released her form his grasp. "What in the world are you doing now?"

"You know I love breaking bets." She grinned up and dropped her feet down in front of her. 

"I take it no one called that move."

"Did you?"

"Not a chance." 

She stood up again and ran her fingertips over his fangs. "Take me, I'm always yours."

With a low growl, he lifted her up again, but this time he went over his own head and sat her on his shoulders. 

Wildly cackling, she ran her hands down his head and back. "No one called that either."

"Good." He buried his face into her crotch, slurping and tasting, as his fangs rubbed the edges of her thighs, sending shivers into her body. When her whole body arched and shook, he buried his tongue as deep as he could, enjoying the feel of her clamping heat. Dropping her feet to the ground, he grinned down at her. "How else can we break some bets?"

"This is so wrong." Ryan hissed.

"Dude, this has been going on for about twenty six years." Gerald leaned back and counted his coin.

"This is disgusting."

"It's hot as hell." Someone else whispered.

"This is so wrong." Ryan stated.

"Dude, shut up. Elunara will kill us if you interrupt her." Mark grabbed Ryan's arm and hissed in his ear.

"Exactly my point. Married to him or not, she can't possibly want..." Ryan trailed off as he spotted Elunara coming up the hill wearing nothing but her under garments. "Shit! I told you!"

"Who is the asshole interrupting my feeding frenzy?" 

Everyone pointed to Ryan.

She grabbed his arm and yanked him to her. "Shut the fuck up. If you want to ride a high horse, you can ride it out of town. This is MY city and MY fun night. If you're going to kill my joy, then you can take that stick up your ass and leave."

"You... you LIKE this?"

"I ARRANGE this! Gerald is my Games Master, and he gets me what I need. I NEED warm bodies who will watch me get fucked, and lust after my body. I FEED on you nitwits. Since you're not giving me my dinner, you can just LEAVE!"She shoved him.

"What of the King? Surely he can't..."

"He's known this the whole time. I do as I damned well feel like, and you will learn, or you will leave."

"He can't know that you're out here like a filthy whore..."

"The Whore is my codename, you useless twit. I fuck everything, I have fucked DRAGONS."

"D-d-dra-"

"The only bright side you have given me tonight is how men are turned on by me YELLING at them or someone close by. So thanks for that. Reaching out, she grabbed a nearby man. "Like Jim here. Don't you Jim?"

"M-maybe you can add that to the next time I come by?"

"We'll make it a date, Jim." She shoved the man away again. "Now some of my visitors will add that to their "treatments". So there's that. Go home, Ryan, you've messed up enough for one night." Elunara turned and walked back into the clearing. 

"Feel better?" Grogek asked. 

"Much. There's a tree with my name on it." 

Ryan scooted backwards at all of the angry faces. Finally, he turned and ran.



For The Whored: Beyond Ch. 07



"I can't believe the entire yard, if not the entire city is angry with me over last night." Ryan sat on the ground beside the standing Mark.

"We are pretty protective of our goddess and you pissed her off."

"By defending her from being watched?"

"Was that what you were doing? I sounded more to me like you were decrying her favorite sport."

"Sport?"

"Fucking. Fucking and being watched while doing it, mostly. She limits her activities to the Grove, so those who don't want to watch don't have to. See, Elunara is an energy creature; she absorbs all the love and affection that someone is willing to give her. It is food to her, or maybe it's like beer to us. She doesn't have to have it, but boy does she like to get drunk off her ass on it. You cannot judge her on this; it's who she is. Everyone knows it, especially her husbands." Mark sighed. 

"Every year, for her birthday, a group of us go and let her play with us like little mice in a maze. We always get our share of the cheese. For her eightieth, there were eight of us, we had a fucking orgy, and it was amazing, she was practically glowing by the end of the day. I hear tale of when she was a mission specialist she fucked like twenty guys in a single day. She's completely crazy, but we love her for it."

"I might puke." Ryan bent over.

"Most would. Those of us that are used to her and her crazy ways love her for it. Even her husbands. Hell, especially her husbands. Grogek used to torment the guys that spent a day under her care, because they were so afraid of him that they gave him extra effort and work. Once we realized it was just part of their game, we worked even harder to get chosen as her playthings. Get in line or stick out of it. We don't care, but you better not interfere."

Elunara paced Tulani's studio. "I can't believe the nerve of that useless little twit."

"Now Elunara, you know you can't change everyone."

"I never try." Sinea began to cry, so Elunara picked her up. "Now, now my sugar baby, momma's not angry with you."

"Yes, but she knows you're angry."

"Annoyed."

"Annoyed." Tulani continued her sewing of the details. "In any event, I'm glad you did the Grove last night instead of tonight. I'm almost done with the dresses and I need to do some last minute fittings."

"I don't know why. Your work is always flawless." Elunara shuffled Sinea around. "I think she's hungry, want me to get it?"

"No thank you. I want to nurse my sweet little baby as much as I have time for. Five months old, and she's already so big." Tulani sat aside her work and took the baby from Elunara. Tugging her shirt open, she began the process. I had Darguni, and you had Lulu and Emaline. Now for my second baby."

"She's so pretty. A little pale for a Draenei, but what can you do?"

"There are plenty of pale Draenei, some are even completely white." 

"True. But you're so blue." Elunara ran her fingers over one of Tulani's horns. "And just as beautiful."

"Oh, you." She switched Sinea to the other side. "Perhaps if I get her down for a nap..."

"I thought you had fittings."

"I can always make time for you." Tulani giggled. At the knock on the door, Tulani tugged her shirt closed. "Come in!"

"Momma Tuly, I'm sorry I'm late, I got stopped by Mayby." Lulu brushed her hair back and kissed Tulani on the cheek.

"What does the harpy want?" Elunara sighed.

"Don't know, but she was looking for you just the same."

"Of course she was. I'll go placate her, or she'll have half the town looking for me." Elunara disappeared out of the door.

"Oh, Mommy Tuly, it's gorgeous!" Lulu wandered around the dress on the stand. "It's so... perfect."

"The dress is done. I don't need you to try on this."

"Then what am I here for?"

"Are you prepared for your wedding night?"

"Momma Tuly!" Lulu blushed. "Well momma and I had the talk, and I'm taking the stuff..."

"No... I mean these." Tuly tugged back a curtain. "It's time to find the perfect accompaniment to the rest of the outfit." She winked.

The heat in Lulu's face was almost unbearable. "These are... these leave nothing to the imagination."

"Oh, I disagree, they add to the imagination. I have happy customers all over the world. Your first time is going to be spectacular, but let's liven it up a bit, shall we?"

Elunara didn't have to go far to find Mayby. "What is it now, you nutter?"

"I swear, sometimes you act like we aren't friends."

"Mayby, you only need me when you want something out of me. Spill it."

"I do... not?"

"Seriously, think long and hard about it."

Maybe paused and considered. "Ok, fine, maybe I'll ask you out for tea someday, but that's something else altogether."

"So...?"

"Please don't be angry with Ryan."

"That's... not a track I expected you to take."

"Ryan is my nephew, his mother is my sister. He was just raised differently from you."

"Mayby, I was raised differently than I act. I was supposed to pious and pure."

Mayby stared at Elunara as if she had been slapped. "W- Seriously?"

"My mother is Tyrande, what do YOU think?"

"That's... SERIOUSLY?"

"Stop saying that. After my rocky teen years, I found my first dick, and it went from there."

"Wow." 

"Yeah."

"Anyway, please don't stay mad at him. Please? He's just so young, and foolish to the ways of the world. My sister was devastated when her husband died, she refuses all attempts to help her move on, she believes her husband to be her one and only."

"Some are like that, Mayby. Leave her to her grieve in her own way. Just don't let her grieve alone."

"I'm not. It's just, he was raised that men and women are to have their one and only, and we all know how absolutely crazy your family is."

"Thanks, Mayby." Elunara laughed. 

"Just, consider what I said."

"Mayby, you of all people should know how little I care for grudges. I was mad then, I'm not mad now. In fact I don't particularly care. I'm just trying to get ready for my daughter's wedding tomorrow."

"Of course. I can't wait. The Keep is looking amazing. Only the best for Princess Lulu."

"Please, you know Varian will find a way to top it for Emaline's wedding."

"Oh, that day will be a banner day." Mayby gave a heartfelt sigh. "I do love weddings. I wonder if I can find Ryan a bride..."

"Mayby! Enough with the scheming!"

"You first." They shared a giggle. 

"I hear that Gabriel girl doesn't have a boyfriend yet."

"Is that so?"

"Sic her, Mayby."

Later that day, William sat on a bench outside of the mage tower. 

"William?" 

He looked back. "Oh, Hey Lunari."

"I didn't see you in class today."

"Just not feeling well."

"Yet, you're here instead of at home in bed. You could have come to class."

"Just didn't feel like it."

Lunari sat on the bench and put a hand to William's forehead. "You don't feel feverish."

"I'm sorry, I just..."

The door opened and Lulu practically bounced out of the door. She was joined by Abigail and both were chattering back and forth. 

"Oh. Them." Lunari's voice was flat and dull. 

"You can't get within five feet of either of them without being swept up into wedding talk."

"Yeah. Everyone knows how much you care for Lulu."

"She thinks I'm her brother. To her I might as well BE her twin."

"I'm sorry." Lunari hugged her book to her chest. "You want to go to Tippy's and get a bite to eat?"

"Tippy's catering the wedding. So, no."

"Then let's hit one of the other inns. The city has seven of them."

"Yeah, that sounds good."

Lulu bounced. "Tomorrow! I almost didn't come to class today, it was SO hard to sit and pay attention to Mr. Masters."

"I can imagine." Abigail bit her lip. "You sure you're not mad at me about what I said to Nara."

"You were just brain fuzzled by Grodan's proposal. I can easily forgive something said in passion."

"Your mother almost killed me."

"She does have a temper." Lulu held up her hand. "I got a scar to prove it."

"I don't think your mother did that in a temper. From what uncle Gerald said, she did it with deliberate precision."

"She was angry with the boy that tried to kidnap us."

"NOT the same thing, sweetie." 

"Well, whatever she said to Mr. Masters when she was pissed helped me out, so I can't argue with that either." Lulu flicked her hair out of her face. 

"I can't wait to see your wedding dress."

"Oh, it's absolutely fabulous. SO perfect. But you should see what Momma Tuly is giving me to wear UNDER the dress."

"Under?"

"Come on, I'll show you." Lulu took Abigail's hand and they ran together down to Tulani's studio. 

"Back already?" Tulani laughed as she cuddled Sinea to her chest. 

"I wanted to show Abigail your secret line."

"AH hah! Couldn't get enough of it, could you?"

"Oh, but you have some fabulous designs!"

"Lulu has been babbling about them the whole way. She's about got me convinced to wait on marriage like she has."

"Oh, really?"

"We've... well, this is embarrassing." The heat flew to Abigail's face.

"You can tell me, sweetie." Tulani laid Sinea in her bassinet. 

"Well, we've kissed and put hands in each other's clothes, but that's as far as we've gotten. I haven't decided when to lose myself yet."

"How romantic." Tulani giggled. "I can honestly say that you should only do what you are comfortable with. I didn't wait, but that was what I was most comfortable with. We never did the wedding thing, but that was ok for us. We consider Elunara's marriage to Grogek to also be our joining, because of the significance. It's just what it was."

"Do you miss it?"

"Not a bit." Tulani shrugged. "In this family, a declaration is just as important as the act itself. We treasure that."

The entire city was decked to the hilt in wedding decorations. Most had taken the day off, knowing they wouldn't do any business on such an auspicious day. The keep was filled to capacity, standing room only for princess Lulu's wedding. Even the steady stream of rain outside did not detract from the beauty within the Keep. The nervous bride waited in one of the wings, Elunara and Tulani there. Tulani made her way around Lulu, eyeing every stitch in the dress for any wear or tear. 

"You know, I was half mad with worry when I married Varian. It was a weird sensation." Elunara wrapped her arms around Lulu. "Then Tulani reminded me that Horde might attack and give me a blood bath to gleefully attend."

"Thanks Momma." Lulu laughed. "That's real helpful."

"There's a million things that could go wrong..."

"You're not helping her, my love." Tulani muttered around the straight pins in her mouth.

"But, they won't because I won't let them." Elunara hugged Lulu hard. "A little rain is a good thing, sure every bride wants to be married on a day as sunny as her impending happiness, but rain brings good tidings to the farmers and the flowers. Today, as so many people wait inside for the chain of news that is our bride to be, you and Nara commit the rest of your lives together. Just the two of you."

"Thank you, mother, that was beautiful."

"Where, oh where, did I go wrong and raise a monogamous!" Elunara cried in fake despair.

Lulu giggled wildly. "Some of us only have room for one." She added in her most prim voice.

A woman stuck her head in the door. "I need the flower girl and bride to line up. Mother and... other mother... to your seats please."

"Good luck, my baby. I love you." Elunara slipped away from Lulu. 

Tulani stood up and wrapped her arms around Lulu. "Knock him dead, my daughter."

"Thank you both." Lulu reached the door and wrapped her arm around Jordan's. "Oh, Daddy. You're crying."

"It's not every day that my only daughter gets married." 

Emaline was the flower girl, tossing her handfuls of flowers on to the pathway as Lulu made her way up. Looking to Nara, she spotted the broach on his chest and her heart soared. At the altar, Jordan tugged Lulu in for a quick hug, before he broke away to sit in the crowd. 

Their vows were said and kisses exchanged, then the couple made the long run down the crowd of well wishers before they were able to escape to the small house Nara had purchased. He scooped her up and carried her over the threshold. 

"You're mine now." He grinned.

"Forever and always." She brushed her lips against his. 

"Many long months I've waited, longer still if you count before we decided to wait on each other. I want to do this right and I want to do this slow."

"We have all the time in the world." She breathed, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. 

He took his time, pressing his lips to hers, soft and slow, mating their lips together. When she opened her mouth, he took his advantage and used his tongue against hers, tasting and savoring; he ran his tongue along the top of her teeth and elicited a gasp from her. 

Her hands came up under his uniform, and her fingers dug rows down his back. Moving his hands back, he found the zipper of her dress and pulled it down. Pulling the material forward, he blinked down at the lacy bits underneath. "What?"

"Aren't they amazing? I love the feel of them on my skin."

"I do too." He ran his hands over the bra and grinned. "What other secrets do you hide, my love?"

"There are matching panties, and Momma Tuly sent me over a mess of various types."

"We are going to have too much fun with all of them I imagine."

"She told me there are more where that came from."

"Bless Momma Tuly." He groaned. Once again, he went for her mouth, hands roaming over the soft fabric against her breasts. She tugged at the bottom of his uniform and he let go of her. "Hold on." He took off his gear and stowed it in the closet near the door. When he was down to his pants, he turned back to her. "Now we have no distractions."

"Except this dress." She twirled a little and the bottom of the skirt flared out.

"Of course." He laughed.

Lulu pushed the dress to the floor and stepped out of it. With great care, she picked it up and tucked it into the closet. "Now I don't have to hear Tulani in my head warning me about the care of that silly dress." 

"Or Jordan in mine about my uniform." Nara grinned at Lulu. 

Lulu fidgeted in place, her hands over her belly. "Um, now what?"

"Now, we enjoy each other." He stepped forward and took her into her arms. "You will be honest with me, won't you?"

"About what?" 

"If what I do pleases you, or displeases you."

"Nothing you could do would displease me."

He captured her mouth for his own, devouring the taste of her. His hands roamed down her body and found that center heat. She gasped and he pressed his advantage once more taking her mouth completely. Carefully he laid her on the bed and climbed over on top of her. She spread her legs out and he scooted down, licking over the top of the fabric and wet hairs. 

Gasping, she grabbed at his hair, as he rubbed over the fabric, pressing some of it into her. Then he tugged the panties to the side and slipped a finger in. In and out, he pumped his finger, feeling around inside her. When she began to writhe under him, he tugged himself out of his pants and, in one swift movement, buried himself in that wet heat.

She cried out in pain and he cringed. 

"What did I do wrong?"

"I... I... wait, I just... move a little." She gasped.

"Like this?" He shifted his hips.

"Yeah, it doesn't hurt so much. Try again."

"Tell me how to make it better for you." He pumped his hips in and out. 

"It is better. It was the suddenness of you."

"I'm so sorry." He kissed her forehead, her nose, and her lips. "Please forgive me."

"The moment has passed. Make love to me, Nara." 

"At once." He buried his face into her neck, licking ad kissing his way across her collarbones and shoulders. As he worked himself in and out of her wet, slick center, their hands roamed over each other and lips and tongue found those hidden spots on each other's bodies. 

Together, they rode those hills and valleys of sensation. As she clamped down around him, he let himself go.



For The Whored: Beyond Ch. 08



Grogek awoke face down, both arms wrapped around his two wives. Wives, wasn't that a kick in the ass? He sat up on his knees and looked down at the two sleeping beauties that currently graced his bed. Elunara, the purple haired night elf, always slept naked, for it was her favorite state to be in. Susan, the curvy brunette human, typically slept in a night gown, as she was more comfortable in bundles. However, last night, she had dropped off to sleep after a particularly exhausting love making session. 

Enthralled by the both of them, he pushed the sheets back and examined them in their most prone state. Elunara shifted and mumbled something under her breath. Grogek ran his hands down both of their bellies and across their hips. Awake instantly, Elunara grinned up at her husband. Susan shifted and shivered under his touch, but did not wake.

With both hands, he slipped his fingers through the soft short hairs to the waiting folds beneath. Elunara was always soaked, but Susan took a little longer, in her half dosed state. When Grogek pressed a finger in, she jolted. 

"YOU!" She gasped.

"Me." He gave a low growl, before leaning forward and brushing his lips against hers. "I can stop if you want." He whispered.

"Gods no." She writhed under his expert fingers. 

Straightening back up, he continued to pump his fingers in and out of both women. "What should I do with my two beauties on this lovely morning?"

"Whatever you do, don't stop." Elunara purred. 

"I think I'll start with my gentle wife." He pulled his hand free of her and climbed in between Susan's legs. Pulling his hand free of Elunara, he shifted over and buried himself into Susan's waiting wetness. He returned a free hand to Elunara's soaking wet center. 

"Mm, just like that." Elunara rolled and shifted over, pulling Susan into her embrace. "What other fun can we have?" She moved her hand in between the two bodies and fingered Susan's slick folds around Grogek's dick.

Grogek shifted a second finger into Elunara and began to pump I rhythm to his hips. 

"Oh," Gasped Susan. "Between the two of you..." She shifted her legs up and out, wrapping her knees on either side of Grogek's hips. Arching her back she took in the full of him, while clinging desperately to Elunara. When she shivered, he captured her mouth and buried himself into her, hanging on for the ride. 

After he was satisfied Susan was through, he untangled himself from her small body and pushed Elunara over. Shifting his body, he went between her legs and buried himself into the slick folds. "Your turn." He growled. 

"Give it to me my love." She let go of Susan and wrapped her arms around Grogek's.

"With pleasure." Hanging on to the braces in the wall, he began to slam himself in and out of her tight center. In and out he pumped; building speed and intensity, until at last her clamping heat made him near explode into her. 

"Aw, I nearly missed the morning show." Tulani sat up in her bed. 

"Ha. Ha." Elunara gasped. "Now I want a shower."

"Now that I want in on." Tulani winked. 

Elunara rolled free of the bed. "You're on." 

They walked to the shower room, hand in hand and closed the door behind them. Elunara activated the runes on the wall and started up a steamy mist. Tulani disrobed and tossed her nightgown in the basket to the side. Together they stepped into the warm water. 

Elunara held up the soap and winked. "I know how this goes." 

"Mm, I love this room." Tulani brushed her hair back as the water cascaded down over her body. "I think we have a bit before Sinea wakes." 

"Let's make the most of it, then." Elunara wrapped her arms around Tulani and brushed their lips together. Soft and slow, they pressed into the kiss. As Elunara's hands went down to cup Tulani's ass, Tulani's hands went up and into Elunara's hair. Soon their hands roamed each other's bodies. 

Elunara picked up the discarded soap and got a lather going in her hands. Running her hands over Tulani's body, she was careful with the other woman's tender breasts. Gently she rubbed and pinched the nipples hard, before leaning forward and licking. Still her hands roamed the Draenei's body, looking for those hidden spots that drove the woman wild. 

Tulani took the soap from Elunara and began the same process; together their hands roamed each other's bodies, slick soap all over their skin. Elunara danced Tulani back to the seat and had her sit down and spread her legs. Leaning forward, Elunara scrubbed her hands over Tulani's thighs and soft hairs. Using the water to rinse Tulani's body, she ran her lips inside the inner thigh, across the faded scars, to the slick heat beneath. 

When Elunara licked Tulani flat, Tulani arched her back and laid her head back against the hard tile. Using her fingers and tongue, Elunara drifted lazy little shapes against the folds she held open with her fingers. Tulani buried her fingers into Elunara's hair and groaned. Steadily she built up speed, and pressed a pair of fingers in to Tulani's wet, clamping heat. 

Both froze when they heard the high, thin cry of a hungry infant.

"Guess I'll have to wait my turn." Elunara winked.

"Oh, I am sorry." Tulani was shaky as she tried to stand up. "I thought we had more time." She began to scrub the soap off of her body and out of her hair. 

Elunara helped her by scrubbing at her hair. "Don't worry about it sweetness."

Tulani fled the room, wrapped in a large fluffy towel. She was surprised to find Jordan in the baby's room wearing nothing but his pants. He had Sinea in his arms, quietly talking to her. "Oh!" 

"There, see? I told you your momma was on her way." Jordan smiled at Tulani. "Sorry, I thought I could calm her down until you could get in here." 

"No it's fine..." Tulani blushed. "Forgive me, I'm not dressed."

"I believe we've gone past the need for that nicety." Jordan bounced Sinea in his arms. "If you get sat down, I'll hand her to you." Tulani sat down in the rocker near the bed and adjusted the towel in her lap. Jordan passed her over. "She really looks like you..." He rocked back on his heels.

"Is something wrong?" Tulani adjusted Sinea on to one breast.

"No... I... well..."

"Family honesty policy, remember?" 

"Well, it's just that..." He felt supremely foolish, fidgeting like a schoolboy getting fussed at. "She's my daughter too."

Tulani froze. "Yes, this is true. What is the matter Jordan?"

"I know we all agreed that you and Elunara were Sinea's parents. However, I've felt a little strange, knowing she's mine, but not mine. I'd just like... Well, I'd just like to spend time with her. I mean, she is partially mine."

"Oh." Tulani considered his words while she changed sides. "You are right. In fact, you're hitting very close to something I haven't given thought to."

"And that is?"

"Ever since Sinea was born, I've done everything I can to hold her to me and me alone. I haven't even let Elunara be as close to her as I know I should. I've just been so scared that something will happen to her and she'll be taken away from me."

"Tulani..."

"I know. I know. I swear I do. But, the ogre slave master took away my chance, and Elunara gave it back to me. Elunara gives and gives and never asks for a return. Still I worry that someone, somewhere is plotting to take my beautiful little baby from me."

Jordan knelt at her feet. "I swear to you, that no harm will ever come to Sinea. In fact, our entire family would swear to that statement as well. Sinea is in the safest place she could possibly be."

She sighed. "I know that. My head knows that, my heart does not." 

"Trust us, dear sister. Trust us to see to the health and well being of our little baby Sinea." 

"I try. I swear I do." Tulani shifted the baby to her shoulder. "In fact, can you take care of her while I get some clothes on? I'm freezing." She shivered.

He chuckled. "Yes, winter is clinging hard and fighting spring, I swear it."

Tulani wrapped the towel around her body. "Hopefully I won't run into anyone." She darted out of the room and ran right into Tina and her girlfriend Lisa. "What in the world?"

"Aunt Tuly!" Tina gasped. 

"What is she doing here so early in the day?"

"It's not..." Tina blushed. "I'm sorry."

"Did you even ask?"

"No..."

"Ugh, Tina you have to stop pulling these stunts."

"I thought I could get her out of here before..."

"TINA!" Susan yelled.

Tulani looked down at herself and sighed. "Now I have to get dressed, I don't have the time to yell at you, I'll let your mother handle that one." She pushed past the guilty pair. 

"Momma, I'm an adult now." Tina crossed her arms. 

"You live here, and this is our house, you can't let random people spend the night without asking."

"But, Momma! I love Lisa. We..." Tina blushed and took Lisa's hand. "We want to get married."

"Oh... oh!" Susan blinked. "Well then." 

"Lisa has been making a fair bit of money at her daddy's blacksmithing shop. We're looking at an apartment, but I wanted to tell you first. We got a little carried away last night, and wound up sleeping together. But, JUST sleeping, I swear."

Susan laughed. "I don't care about your sexual exploits, my dear little girl. You are twenty one after all. However, I do care about this family's rules and privacy. What if Elunara had a client? She has them at all hours of the day. You'd be embarrassing someone and could ruin something for Elunara."

"Sorry, Momma." Tina rubbed her toe on the floor and put her hands behind her back.

"In fact, you've embarrassed poor Tulani. You know how she is about her body."

"She looks fine to me." Lisa blurted, before covering her mouth with her hand.

"Explain it to your fiancé somewhere else." Susan sighed. 

"Come on Lisa." Tina grabbed the other woman's hand and led her down the stairs.

Grogek came out of the bedroom and headed down the stairs. 

"Hey, Grogek." Jordan called. "Tell Mark I'll be there later this afternoon. I wanted to spend some time with Sinea."

"Alright, brother." Grogek nodded.

Jordan bounced the baby in his arms. "We're going to have fun today, just me and you."

Dargek sat on the couch and waited patiently. 

"What's up, baby?" Lydia adjusted the hem of Lani's dress. 

"I'm waiting on grand momma."

"I'm here. I'm here, my babies." Elunara jogged down the stairs. "Time to check your leg again."

"Grand momma, it doesn't hurt at all, please let me go."

She ran her hands up and down his leg. "It's healed well, and I've poured all I can into it. You're free to go."

"YES!" Dargek bounced off the couch and ran in circles. "THIS IS AMAZING!" 

"Alright, alright, before you knock something over, it's time for new training."

"Oh, but I want to run and dance today!" Dargek wiggled his butt. 

"Then let's head to the amphitheater, your mother can sing and we can train to it."

"Train?" He stopped and eyed Elunara.

"Some of my moves came from the dance lessons I had as a child. We can do those instead."

"Awww." Lily dropped her staff to her side. "I wanted to fight."

"Now, now, my loveliest, dance can be very informative to your training, I think it's an excellent idea."

"Besides, sis, I've never gotten to dance like you have." Dargek crossed his arms. "In fact, I had to sit in the stands cause I couldn't." 

"Mimsy, you should come too." Grogash bounced down the stairs. "You and your friends like to dance at the society parties. Come learn some new moves."

"I do not like to fight." Mimsy held the edge of her dress as she descended the stairs with Tilly. "We are LADIES. As Lily has seemed to forgot."

"Oh, let them." Tilly waved a hand. "Besides, dancing would be nice, and sister Lydia's singing is always so beautiful." 

The little group made their way down to the amphitheater where Lydia began to sing and Elunara taught the children to dance. 

After training, Elunara sat by Lydia in the stands while the children played with their staves. "Are you alright Momma?" 

"I want to cry. It was everything I had to not cry while I sang." Lydia sighed and scratched at her leg. 

"I heard it in your voice. You hide it well, but it was there. I know your voice, I heard the breaks." 

"He dances so beautifully. I thought Lily would be our delicate little dancer, but he just loved it so much." Lydia leaned against Elunara. "Thank you so much, Momma. I was so worried something would go wrong and he wouldn't have a leg at all."

"You know I wouldn't let that happen." 

"I know, I know... I just worry."

Without warning, Dargek twirled too close to the edge and fell off the stage. Lydia screamed and both women launched up to be at the boy's side. 

"Like mother, like son." Elunara sighed.

"Momma, my leg hurts." Dargek whimpered.

Elunara ran her hand over his leg. "Shit, it's broken. Let's get him to Ina."

"Can't you just heal him?" Lydia wrung her hands. 

"You know how long it took for us to heal Grogek's leg. However, this is just a fracture and I'm better now than I was then, but it's still going to take a week or two."

"NOOOoooo!" Dargek wailed. "I JUST got my new leg and now I can't use it again?"

"Sorry, buddy. That's just the way you tumbled."

"THIS SUCKS!" He swiped the tears on his cheek.

Elunara scooped Dargek into her arms and started walking. "Your leg must hurt an awful lot right now." 

"No more than USUAL." He grumbled. "My leg used to hurt all the time, then you fixed me. I've never known my leg to not hurt until you fixed me." With a mighty sigh, he wrapped an arm around Elunara's neck. "Four days, I had a normal leg for FOUR days, and you didn't let me use it."

"Sorry, little one. I had to know that my experiment was safe for you. Now you'll spend the next couple of weeks sitting on your tiny tush."

"This sucks." 

"I know. Believe me, I know. I broke my ankle and had to sit out for almost three weeks, and I could heal myself faster than I can heal others."

"How'd you break your ankle?"

"Fighting your granpa."

"REALLY?"

"Really. I'd leapt behind him and he swung his axe. Cracked me sideways wrong and bam; shattered the damned thing."

"That's so cool!" He bounced in her arms.

"Your grandpa also broke his leg saving your momma." Elunara nodded. "There was a runaway elekk and it was headed right for your momma. She'd just found out that you and your sister were going to be twins. He saved all your lives."

"Wow..." Dargek's voice was filled with awe. "I broke my leg in a stupid way." He pouted.

"When your momma was only a little bit older than you, she also fell off of a stage doing the same thing. The stage was much smaller and lower, so she only hurt herself a little bit. I'd just healed her too." Elunara sat him down on a bed in the healing building. "Though your momma broke her arm in a stupid way."

"Really?"

"Really. Before I fixed her, she couldn't get around very well, so the other kids wanted her to leave them alone, they hated waiting on her. So they tricked her into climbing a tree. A dangerous tree with poisonous sap. Since she couldn't get around very well, she fell out of the tree and broke her arm. The whole town knew about those damned trees, but they did it to her anyway."

"How mean."

"Which is why your momma didn't want you going around on your own. People can be mean for no reason and it can get you hurt."

"That's stupid." He crossed his arms.

"The stupidest." Elunara nodded sagely. 

"He's back." Ina wiped her hand on a towel. "Did he tear up all your work?"

"No, he fell off the stage."

Ina ran her hands over the leg. "Nasty, but fixable. We need to cast it."

"That's what I was thinking." Elunara sighed. "I'll spend my time pumping him full of my energy, but it needs stabilized in the meantime."

"Not another crutch!"

"Nothing for it, my darling." Elunara ran her hand over his leg. "However, you have your staff, so not a crutch exactly." 

"This stinks!"

"We've established that." She began to pour her energy into Dargek's body, focusing her attention on the leg. 

"You're getting better at that." Ina remarked. "I can feel the bone mending quickly. He might not have a week of this."

"I hope not." 

After Ina bound and cast the leg, Elunara put Dargek on her shoulders and carried him back to the amphitheater. 

"Lydia!"

"How is he?" Lydia ran over. "I wanted to come, but I had all the children."

"No need to apologize over that. His break isn't that bad. Between the two of us, we should be able to get him healed in less than a week."

"Oh, thank the goddess."

"You're welcome." Elunara winked. She tugged Dargek off of her shoulder and sat him down on the bench. "Together now."

Lydia sat on the other side and put her hands on Dargek's leg and Elunara wrapped her arms around the boy. Together they poured their energy into his body.

Over the next week, the trio sat on top of the platforms over the training yard, huddled together to pour energy into the healing of Dargek's leg.



For The Whored: Beyond Ch. 09



"I wish to challenge for my place in the elite core." 

All motion in the training yard stopped. 

Grogek pulled his axe. "What is your name newcomer?"

"My name is Stephen, and I don't want to challenge you, I wish to challenge her." He pointed to Elunara. 

"Why?" Elunara dropped off of the platform and grabbed the tossed staff out of the air. 

"Because I know that all positions are closed for the year and I'm tired of waiting. If I can bring you down, I can earn my place quicker."

"Really now? What makes you so confident?"

"Six years I've been on the waiting list, and six times I've been denied. My form may not be perfect, but I have studied you and your moves for years, I think taking on the toughest challenge directly is the fastest way to prove myself capable."

"Studied me have you?" She twirled her staff in her hand. "Guess I have to bring something new to the table."

"Try me. Even Grogek bows to your superior skill. I wish to try my sword against your dagger."

"Dagger? No my dear, until you can best my skill with the staff, you won't see my dagger."

"Very well."

"I accept your challenge requirements." Elunara gave a courtly bow.

"If you can best my wife in combat, you can join my core." Grogek nodded and sheathed his axe. "Begin."

Stephen launched at Elunara and gave a few testing swings. She dodged effortlessly. Comfortable with her movements, she dodged him several more before whacking him a couple of times with her staff. Each time she dodged, he shifted stances; he dodged her next few blows before going on a hardened offensive. 

When he landed his first hit, she was startled. Soon all she could do was dodge and block. He changed stances again and caught her in the arm.

"Oh, now it's time to play." She purred.

Quickly, they both escalated in skill and ability. She swung, he dodged, he swung, and she dodged. When she jumped over him, he was prepared and shoved his sword upwards, catching her in the inner thigh. She landed and hopped sideways; he swung again and caught her hip. She leapt again, but used her staff to block his attack on her left side. The staff snapped in half at the force of the blow.

He went in for the kill, but she summoned her dagger and blocked him again with the short blade. Pressing his advantage, he swung the sword several times, but was blocked each time by the dagger. She drove him backwards with her speed and skill. 

Without warning, his armor fell off. He froze and looked around. "What?"

"The match is called, on account of the opponent losing his dignity." Elunara dismissed her dagger.

Stephen yanked his pants up. "How the hell did you do that?"

"Skill." She shrugged. "I wouldn't have gone for the pants, but you broke my staff. I liked that staff."

"Noted."

Grogek broke into laughter as he clapped. "That's my wife. Alright, you have proven your skill is above par. You may join my core."

"Thank you, sir." Stephen held out a hand. 

Grogek took it. "You're out of uniform, soldier, get dressed."

"Right away." Still holding on to his pants, he looked around.

"Don't worry. I didn't break or cut anything. I merely unhooked it all." Elunara shrugged.

Stephen buttoned his pants and gathered his gear. 

Picking up the pieces of her staff, Elunara sighed. "I guess it was only a matter of time. I never took care of the thing. Now I need a new one." 

"You could always do to it, what you did to mine and make it into two parts." Lydia took the staff bits from Elunara.

"Nah, I want a new one." Elunara shrugged. "Twenty six years I've had this thing. I just grabbed one off the rack one day. I never bothered to take care of it."

"I did though." Jordan sighed. "I had it taken care of for you. I knew it was yours and wouldn't let any of the trainees use it."

"Aw, you're so sweet." She kissed his cheek. "That's my Sugar." 

"He's sloppy, but he proved his skill." Grogek ran a hand down her back. "To even put you at a disadvantage was proof enough, but to force your dagger... impressive." 

"Use him, he wants it, he can have it."

Mark whistled all the way home. Watching Elunara do anything tended to make him horny. Watching her beat the shit out of some random guy made it hard to walk. He found Jenny washing the dishes.

"I'm home, my beauty." He pressed his lips to hers, tugging her into his embrace. She clung to the front of his uniform, enjoying the taste and feel of her husband. 

"Oh my!" She gasped. "What's this about?"

"I want you. Now." He began yanking off his uniform and tossing it on the kitchen table.

"I can see that." She ran a hand over his hardened dick. "Let me guess, Elunara went on the warpath again."

"How'd you guess?" He wrapped his arms around her. 

"Any other wife would be obscenely jealous and probably upset that her husband is turned on by another woman, especially if that woman is her sister."

"Let me show you my appreciation for not being like that."

"Fortunately for me, it works to my advantage." She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Take me, I'm yours." She purred.

"Gladly." He tugged up the edge of her dress and pulled it over her head, tossing it on the garment pile to the side. He kissed her again, slow and passionate, even as his erection pressed against her belly. 

She reached down and rubbed her hand over the tip. "Give it to me." She whispered.

He pressed her back against the counter top and lifted her leg up and wrapped it around his waist. Shifting his hips, he rubbed his erection against her soft hairs and folds. Adjusting himself, he pressed into her wet heat. He captured her mouth and began to pump his hips forward and back, sliding in and out of her center. As she leaned back and arched against him, he moved a hand down and cupped a breast, licking the nipple. She shivered under his touch. 

"I want to... I want..." she gasped. "To turn."

"Turn?"

She pushed him away from her body and turned to the counter.

"Oh! Yes, that." 

"Lick my neck." She whimpered. "I love it when you do that."

"As you wish." He moved forward and tugged her leg back and around his hip again. He buried himself into her and began to pump against, this time he licked the back of her neck, his hands cupping her breasts. She held the edge of the counter, even as she leaned forward, her arm went forward on the counter and she laid her forehead against it, groaning. When she shivered and clamped, he joined her. 

Gasping, he dislodged himself and picked her up. "Not a chance." He carried her giggling form all the way to the bedroom. Tossing her on the bed, he climbed in after her. "Let's see how we taste together." He buried his face into her crotch. She gasped and grabbed his hair. Her other hand went out and grabbed a hold of his erection.

As he ate her out, licking and sucking on the soft folds, she jacked his dick, pumping hand up and down. When she shook and shivered, he buried a pair of fingers in her and enjoyed the sensation of her clamping heat. He exploded over her face. 

"I'm still hard." He laughed. 

"Damn, Elunara must have kicked some serious ass." Jenny wiped her face. 

Mark climbed in the bed and cuddled his wife close. "One of the soldiers wanted in Grogek's elite core, he challenged Elunara instead."

"Impressive." Jenny licked Mark's chest. "Did he get in?"

"Do I?" Mark rolled over on top of Jenny and slipped into her again.

She giggled wildly. "I'm not going to walk straight tomorrow."

Several days later, Elunara sat in the SI:7 headquarters and sent out work to her current list of agents. A few new adventurers had come to her for quests and she sent these out as well. While a level hundred made an excellent agent, it was always weird to hand over a level ten quest to one. 

"Momma?" Bradly tapped on the door. "You busy?"

"I have some time."

"I wanted to let you know..." He gestured behind him. Evelyn stepped forward with a bundle in her arms. "We've decided to adopt. Meet little Casey."

"Bradly! How sweet of you!" Elunara jumped up and wrapped her arms around Bradly.

"You inspired me, momma. I figured that I should pay the favor forward." 

"Her mother abandoned her, and no one knows who the father was. Those that knew the woman said it could be anybody." Evelyn rocked the baby in her arms. "The second Matron Nightingale put her in my arms, I was in love. She's mine now."

"Good to hear, my darlings." Elunara wrapped her arms around Evelyn. "May I hold her?"

"Of course." Evelyn passed the baby over. "She's only four months old."

"How precious." Elunara bounced the child in her arms. "Hello, little one, you may call me Grand Momma, like the others do." She grinned at Bradly. "Come on, she should meet the rest of her crazy family."

Together, the group made their way down to the training yard. Grogek and Jordan were standing on the side of the platform, chit chatting. 

"Did you save another one?" Grogek eyed the bundle in Elunara's arms. 

"This one is Bradly's." Elunara passed the baby over to Jordan.

"My first true grandchild." Jordan cuddled the baby. "I always liked the little ones."

"We considered the older children, but this poor tiny baby in the back corner pulled at our hearts." Evelyn brushed a hand over the child's forehead.

"My mother never wanted me, I felt I should return the favor and take on a child whose mother didn't want them. We were discussing going back for an older child at another point, but we can't save them all." Bradly wrapped his arm around Evelyn's waist.

"It's enough that you would try." Elunara kissed Bradly's cheek.

"May I hold her?" Grogek held out his arms.

"Here ya go." Jordan passed the baby over into Grogek's massive arm. The baby all but disappeared behind those huge muscles. 

"She's so tiny to you." Evelyn marveled. 

"They always are." He chuckled."Here she is." He passed Casey back to her mother. 

"I want to show her to the guys." Bradly took the baby back. 

"Alright." Jordan nodded. "Call them over; I won't dock them for the day."

Bradly raised his arm and called for a halt. All motion stopped, and a few of the soldiers came over. Once they were satisfied, the remaining soldiers went back to their exercises. 

Warren peered over the edge of the blanket. "Can't believe they'd let you have a kid."

"Hah, cute. It's you I'm surprised they let have children."

"Hey now, not to step on your big news, but Gingy is pregnant again. Soon little John will have his own brother or sister."

"Nice, man." 

"Yeah, I'm a real proud daddy. My little John is the craziest little bugger. Always in to things and driving his momma nuts. He unrolled an entire bolt of fabric and streamed it around the living room furniture and made a fort."

"That's pretty creative."

"The dog was the dragon guarding the treasure no less." 

"Now that's cute." Bradly laughed. 

"Can I hold her?" Becca held out her arms. 

"Of course." Bradly passed the baby over.

Soon everyone took their turns holding the baby. After a little while, Bradly and Evelyn followed Elunara up into the Keep to show baby Casey to Varian. 

"She's certainly beautiful." Varian peered over the edge of the blanket. "Another grandchild, no matter what her origins. Same as a son no matter his origins or relation." He put a hand on Bradly's shoulder. "You are Elunara's so you are mine." 

"Thank you, sir."

"No, no need for that. Elunara's children have always been practically my own for a long time now. I'm only just now getting around to declaring it. You, Darguni, and Lydia are all my children, and your children are my grandchildren. I want you to know this for certain." 

"I'm honored. We're all honored." 

"May I see the baby?" Emaline stood up on her toes and tried to look.

Elunara scooped Emaline up on to her hip and shifted closer.

"She's so little." Emaline leaned forward. 

"Soon she'll be as big as you. But not right now. Would you like to hold her?"

"Maybe?"

"Come, sit in the throne." She sat Emaline down and jogged back to the office and grabbed her board. When Bradly sat Casey in Emaline's lap, Elunara began to sketch the scene. 

"Oh, that's so adorable." Evelyn leaned over Elunara's shoulder. 

"I'll give you a copy of it."

"Please do."



For The Whored: Beyond Ch. 10



Lydia swept the porch and considered her life. Everything was perfect. Well, not exceptionally perfect, but damned close to it. She had the perfect husband who worshipped the ground she walked on; four beautiful children and a lovely home. It may have been Elunara's house, but Lydia couldn't imagine living anywhere else. 

Lily and Dargek were doing excellent in training, a thought that still baffled Lydia. Then again, she loved training with Elunara; she just hated training as a soldier. 

"LYDIAAAAAAA!!" 

Lydia cringed at Gingy. "What, you banshee?"

"Oh, don't be like that." Gingy wrapped an arm around Lydia's. "I wanted to tell you first!"

"Tell me what?"

"I'm pregnant again!"

Lydia wrapped her free arm around Gingy's back. "How wonderful for you."

"I just found out this morning. I'm sure Warren is telling his buddies at the yard, but I just HAD to come tell you first. I had a fitting with Ember that I couldn't reschedule, boy was it hard to not tell her, but I just wanted my BEST friend to know first, and-"

"Gingy, breathe."

"Oh, I'm so EXCITED!" She bounced up and down, shaking Lydia with her. 

"I'm thrilled, but if you don't let go of me, I might barf on you."

"Oh, you." Gingy waved a hand, but untangled herself from Lydia anyway. "Can you believe it? Soon little John will have his own brother or sister to play with."

"Speaking of, where is he?"

Gingy blinked repeatedly and looked around. "He was just here..."

"Oh shit." Lydia spun in circles. "JOHN?"

"JOHNATHAN JAMESON MATTHEWS, YOU COME HERE RIGHT NOW!" Gingy crossed her arms and tapped her foot. 

From behind a tree, a small boy stepped out. "Sorry momma."

"You don't hide like that again mister." 

"I wasn't far, you didn't hafta be so mad."

"I do when you won't stop doing something I've told you repeatedly not to do."

"John," Lydia stepped up to Gingy. "You can go inside and play with Wenrietta and Lani."

John ran in the house as if he was escaping with his life.

"You don't have to be so hard on him, Gin. He's just a little boy."

"You don't understand. He drives me nuts. The other day, I lost him in trade district. He was gone for almost an hour, and I'm searching high and low and frantic half to death, when I find out he'd snuck into the candy store and helped himself to some of the product while the shopkeeper had his back turned. It's not like Tippy's where she has us all a tab."

"Alright, alright I can see where that'd make you antsy." Lydia ran her hands up and down Gingy's arms. "You sure you want a second one?" She winked.

"I do hope this one is a girl. I've already started drawing up designs."

"You said Ember was in your shop, I thought she got all her stuff from Tulani."

"Tulani only takes exotic clothing these days. I do basic home goods." Gingy lowered her voice and leaned in. "Between you and me, Ember has been hitting the dessert shop a little too much lately; she's had me take out a few dresses for her."

"How catty of you."

"I know how much you hate her." Gingy giggled. "We get along well enough, but she just hates you completely."

"I'm actually rather indifferent to her." Lydia shrugged. "She hates that I brought out the monogamist in Darguni. She was one of his favorites."

"WAS she now?" Gingy tapped a finger to her lips. "That explains so much. Ember hasn't found a guy since. She told me so. Then again she told me I should stop talking to you since you're such a bitch, but we know I won't do that. Especially since you're my bestest friend."

"Gingy. Air. You need it."

"Sorry, I'm just chattering your head off."

"It wouldn't be so bad if you didn't rush it all out in a single breath."

"I just don't want you thinking I hold anything she has to say about you with any water. She's a bit skipped in the head if she thinks she can DO anything about you and Darguni."

"After Tara..." Lydia hesitated. "After Tara, I think they're all afraid to say anything directly to me anymore."

"They?"

"Darguni's previous fucks."

"Ah."

"Hey, that reminds me... Darguni... Well, before Darguni and I became a thing, he had his dick cast molded." 

"HE WHAT?" Gingy burst into giggles. "I can't believe... OH MY GAWD!" Tears came out of her eyes and she wiped them away. "Why in the world did he do that?"

"I'm not going into that, but he gave one to Tara, and she in turn gave a copy of it to any female that expressed an interest."

Gingy fluttered her hands on either side of her face. "Oh, this is beautiful. This is rich. Tara, oh lordy what a bitch."

"That sounds like a new song." Lydia laughed. "I was going to ask if you got one, but I take it from your reaction that you had no idea. So there goes that."

"Honestly, after Tara attacked you the first time, I stopped having anything to do with her. I would have with Ember, but we've been friends since we were little, I couldn't just kick her out of my life without more cause."

"Yeah, I get that. She was your right hand hench girl."

"I'm still horribly sorry for how we... I mean I was as children." Gingy sighed and sat down. "You couldn't help how you were born. I know that now. I hope fate is kind to a wretch like me and my children are all beautiful."

"They're beautiful because you believe they are, not because of how someone else sees them." Lydia sat on the bench beside Gingy. "I've forgiven you for your past attitude, and I wish you all the joy that children can bring."

"Oh, thank you, Lydia. You're the best of all of us."

Darguni leaned against the platform and drank from his water bottle. He watched his corps of fighters with a razor sharp eye, and fantasized about tossing his wife's skirt over her head. Being second in command to the General of the Army of all of Azeroth was nothing to sneeze at, and he took his job seriously. These men and women were his father's prized picks, but Darguni could and would step in at any time to correct an error. 

The problem lay in the older recruits, the ones that had completed all training. They were bored and nothing for it. The top of the top, elite troops had nothing to shoot for at the moment. War was an inevitability, so all had to stay sharp. However, since land untamed were few and far between, they sat idle. Daily training became something to pass the time.

Darguni eyed his son and felt the pride in his chest. Already his son was training on his own, filling the time without Elunara going over his drills. Lily was enjoying beating the crap out of a level one training dummy, a fact that had Darguni chuckling. His oldest girl was also his littlest, having not reached the size of her two years younger sisters. But she what she lacked in size she made up for in might. She was a scrappy little thing and he was endlessly proud of her. 

With a nod to his father, he stopped the observation of troops and moved over to his children and his little brother Grogash. "What have we here?" He asked.

"Sir!" Dargek saluted his father. "We're training, sir."

""Sir", is it?"

Dargek hesitated and considered. "Elunara told us, that when training, we should use "sir" and go by rank, not personal asso... assoc... uhh association." He wrung his hands on his staff. "So I should call you General, not dad."

"Elunara is correct, you did well." Darguni put his hand on Dargek's shoulder. "Now that we've established that, you're sloppy on your swing, here, do it like this."

For the next hour, Darguni spent time with the trio teaching them how to hold and swing their staves, correcting when necessary. Soon the children were tired and he released them to sit on the platform. 

"Enjoy yourself?" Grogek grunted.

"Immensely. That Stephen guy is sloppy, but he takes direction well. Think he'll pan out?"

"Time will tell. He put Elunara on an edge, and that's hard to do. He could have asked her to block energy, but didn't. That shows guts and determination."

"Or severe stupidity."

"That as well."

"Think the horde will break the treaty?"

"Why? Hoping so?"

"The men grow bored and restless. What's the point of honing a knife you won't even use? Something needs to happen."

"Come in!" Elunara called absently. She sorted through the stack of small jobs on her desk, shifting which agents would answer to which commanders in the field.

"Queen Elunara has been requested in the Keep."

Jolting at the use of her title; she dropped the papers on the desk and ran past the messenger. Up in the Keep she was surprised to find Tyrande and Moira. 

"Mother?"

"Elunara, sorry we had to summon you like this." Varian sighed. "I know today is your SI:7 work, but as you can see, there's more going on."

"What's wrong?"

"The twilight cultists are back."

"Tell me everything about this... Bobby." Moira interrupted. 

"He's dead. Some years ago, the twilight cult had kidnapped a large number of women and forced them into labor as "breeders" in order to fill their ranks. I accidentally saved the baby of one of these breeders, but could not save the mother. No one knew how many or how few children this one had had, but the cultist we captured at the time called her "prolific". Her other child came back five years ago. No one knew how old he was, he never answered that question. 

We tried to interrogate him using a number of tactics, but he was just too good and well prepared for anything we could throw at him. We didn't use torture because he was waiting on that. Finally I decided to release him, and we followed him to a number of small pockets, but never his home base. Last year, he slipped the tail, coming back to Stormwind and attempting to kidnap my daughter Lulu. She killed him by accident in self defense."

"What of these pockets?" Tyrande asked. 

"Destroyed. I think that's how he figured out to slip the tail. Every time we found his hideaways, we took them over."

Moira sighed and crossed her arms. "To find a twilight cultist hiding in your ranks is innerving enough, to outright have one in custody is an exercise in futility. They're crazy, the whole lot of them."

"I know. The kid couldn't have been more than eighteen. Most thought he was sixteenish."

"Babies." Moira snorted.

"We have no idea how long some of the women were in captivity, some of the better treated ones had been there for four or five years. Many of them committed suicide right after I freed them. They couldn't handle the stress. Some died to their injuries, and others were dead on scene. No one knew where the babies had been taken. All of us believe they were raised as cultists."

"Magic?" Tyrande bit her thumbnail.

"We had Bobby tested, he was not under any form of magical control. He acted of his own free will."

"Damn." 

"We received Wildhammer reports that there has been activity in the area surrounding the Bastion of Twilight. Other reports have pocket factions sprouting up in the damnedest of places. Including that dinosaur dig out in wetlands. Supposedly they're draining the magic that's animating the bones." Moira shook her head. 

"We need to collect all reports of Twilight activity around Azeroth. Send messengers to our allies in the Horde. We need everyone." Varian smacked his fist on the table. 

"Looks like we'll be putting our soldiers to work once more." Elunara tapped her fingers on the table. "They'll be thrilled. I think this peace is starting to cause cabin fever."

"You sound a little too thrilled yourself." Moira sorted.

"Are you kidding? Do you know how much paperwork this is going to generate." Elunara rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Both for the SI and as queen." 

Later, Elunara made her way down to the training yard. She motioned both Grogek and Jordan over to her. "We have a problem in the works."

"About time." Jordan muttered. 

"Ha. No, seriously, the twilight cultists are back and gaining speed, I need to send out a series of companies to the Twilight Highlands, as well as adventurers."

"They never give up." Jordan shook his head. "I have the men to send."

"I have the leaders and some of my elite force to send as well." Grogek nodded.

"There's more to it than that. Some years ago, during the cataclysm that rocked the world, the cultists got their hands on one of the aspects. The aspect of water, Neptulon, went missing during a standard dungeon run of the Throne of Tides. There's no telling what they started doing to him when they took him. If they've managed to corrupt him, the whole planet is in trouble."

"Great, that's all we need." Jordan muttered.

"Grogek's elite force will need to talk to some of the 7th legion veterans that... No... we need to speak to Admiral Taylor."

"Isn't he dead?"

"His ghost roams the garrisons of Draenor, if he remembers anything at all from that dungeon, his information could prove invaluable."

Elunara made her way back to the Keep. Ignoring all else, she took the portal to Ashran and snagged the nearby flight master to Lunarfall. Once she landed, she called out for an invitation to garrisons for her intended target. 

"I can help you." A dwarf named Shyre interrupted. "Admiral Taylor is currently in my garrison, he's a bit off though."

"I know, thank you." Elunara jogged up to the short inscription building and found the Admiral pacing. "Sir."

"Adversity is our constant companion."

"I'm aware. Sir, I know this is asking for much, but what can you tell me about Throne of Tides."

"Throne? High King Varian sits on the Throne."

"No sir. Well, yes he does, but I'm asking about the ocean dungeon, Throne of TIDES sir."

"The tides of war can change swiftly."

Elunara suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. "Sir, I need you to tell me about Ozumat." 

"The squid?"

"Yes! Yes, the squid."

"The 7th legion was also known as squids."

"Oh, for the love of..." Elunara yanked at her hair.

"I told you he was a little off." Shyre popped up. "The only thing he's been good for lately is to fill out order forms, and only half of one at a time. He's incredibly frustrating to deal with."

"This I see." 

"I was in on that kill though."

"Wait, what?"

"Saw the squid yank out Neptulon. The whole place was a mess. We cleansed it good, but away he went."

"Do you have any leads?"

Shyre shook her head. "Not a one. First he was there, then he wasn't, and no one saw where he went. I should tell you, down in Vash'jir, the whole place was a mess. The Twilight corrupted old gods from the inside out; they tore it up nice and nasty."

"Yeah, well, the twilight are back."

"Oh goody, does that mean they'll be handing out quests again?" 

"Yes."

"Sign me up."

Back home, Elunara considered her options. What she really wanted at the moment was her husbands. Seeing Draenor again had made her incredibly horny. To see them standing on the sidelines together, deep in discussion, she practically wet herself with excitement. Knowing what they were doing didn't deter her from her desired task. 

She slipped in between the pair. "Take me, damn it."

"Excuse me?" Jordan blinked at her. 

She grabbed the front of his uniform and assaulted his mouth. "Now. I'm so fucking horny and I'm not entirely sure why, nor do I care."

Grogek ran his hands down her sides. "Shouldn't we deal with the assignment first?"

She yanked his fang to her face and repeated the action with Grogek. "They have yet to attack; one more hour won't kill us."

"Only an hour? You must be in for a quickie." Jordan slipped a hand down the front of her pants. "Damn, you ARE horny."

"Fuck me my husbands, before I give it up and go for some other satisfaction."

The three of them practically ran back to the house. Before anyone could blink, Elunara had stripped down. She threw herself at Grogek and yanked his mouth down to hers as she yanked at his gear. In her expert hands he was down to shirt and pants in a moment. Releasing him, she yanked his shirt up and off. He shoved down his pants and pulled her forward.

Jordan worked on his own gear and clothes, tossing them to the side. Went the three of them were naked, Jordan slipped up behind Elunara and rubbed his erection against her ass. 

"Take me, damn it." She muttered.

"At once." Jordan shifted himself forward and slipped into her soaking wet front, before pulling out and sliding his lubed dick up into her ass. 

When she leaned back against Jordan, Grogek pushed himself up into her front. Together they worked in perfect rhythm in and out they pumped their dicks into her tight body. Grogek captured her mouth with his own. Jordan worked his mouth on her neck and shoulder, finding that spot in her neck that drove her mad. When she clamped down on the both of them, they released with her.

A gasp had all three looking up. 

"OhmygodI'msosorry." Tina blurted at once. Standing beside her, with eyes the size of saucers, Lisa stood, mouth open.

"TINA!" Elunara sighed. "Use the damned door signs next time."

"How does that even work?" Lisa leaned over the banister. Without warning, the banister snapped and Lisa fell forward. Grogek shoved Elunara and Jordan backward in the same motion and plucked Lisa out of the air. 

"Well, this is a new level of awkward." Elunara sighed.

"Ow, my dick." Jordan muttered. 

"Sorry, Sugar." Elunara stood up. 

Lisa stared at Grogek and turned several shades of red. "You're HUGE!" She gasped. 

"That I am." He sat her down. 

"That's not what I..." Her eyes trailed down and her voice locked in her throat. 

"TINA!" Elunara commanded. "Get your girlfriend OUT of here."

"Gods, I said I was sorry." Tina muttered. 

"We have a system for a reason." 

"Well, I'm moving out anyway." Tina crossed her arms. "We were here getting my stuff when Lisa wanted a drink. It was all an accident. Besides, that railing was obviously dangerous."

"Twenty years of use may have weakened the structure." Jordan yanked his pants on. 

"Use?" Lisa squeaked. Her face was bright red and she scooted back. 

"It gets wild in here." Elunara crossed her arms. "Does your momma know you're moving out?"

"Yes. I told her this morning." Tina sighed. "It's not as if I'm helpful around here. In fact I feel like I'm just a burden to everyone."

"Tina, for most of your life, you've been a royal pain in the neck. But you're not a burden, you're just misguided. If you listened and followed directions more often you'd be in less trouble. For instance, had you put up the signs, your girlfriend here wouldn't be staring at us in the nude."

"Do they all look like that?" Lisa mumbled.

"Your incredibly curious girlfriend." Elunara laughed. "None quite so big, little darlin'. Only two dicks in the world that big, I assure you."



For The Whored: Beyond Ch. 11



Tulani sung softly as she tucked little Sinea into her bassinet in the studio. Satisfied the child was asleep, she moved back to her sewing. Having to cut back on her work had put her behind, but she didn't mind in the slightest. All she cared for was her daughter's happiness. Her child, her precious miracle. Nothing Tulani could ever do would make up for that. She had opted to give birth naturally, much to the confusion of Elunara, and she had loved every painful minute of pushing her beautiful gift into the world. 

At nineteen she had been taken, her body destroyed, her only chance at a child removed so she could be a toy for the brutal master who bought her. At twenty she had been saved by the one woman who understood her pain and freed her like a dove. Twenty two she had been declared a wife of the same crazy night elf. By time she was twenty five, she had already established her skill in sewing in design and by time she was thirty, everyone wanted to own a "Tulani". 

Just as Elunara had taken the moniker "The Whore" to rewrite the word, Tulani had taken ownership of herself and her body. To own a Tulani meant a gown of exceptional worth. No one would "own" Tulani again. Her name was her legacy, and now, at forty six, she could pick and choose who she wanted to "own" a piece of that legacy.

The door opened and her next customer walked in. Carla was a sweet and shy girl, just a few years older than Tulani had been when her world and body were ripped apart. 

"Sorry I'm late."

"That's fine, dear. I was just getting Sinea down for her nap."

Carla lowered her voice to a whisper. "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it. Once she's out, she's difficult to wake." Tulani waved a hand. "How did the appointment go?"

"Oh, that father of mine!" She stomped a foot and cringed. "Sorry." Carla blushed. "I love Daddy, but he's terribly convinced that if I don't marry soon, I'm going to die an old spinster." She began to undress, carefully laying her clothes to the side and stepping up on to the stool Tulani used.

"Men, always trying to guess women. So tell me about the latest boy." Tulani helped Carla into the baseline dress that Tulani planned to alter into an evening gown. 

"His name is Mitch and his favorite word is apparently "nonsense". I don't think he knows the meaning of the word."

Tulani giggled. "Oh dear, I know that boy. Lulu has dealt with him plenty in the past."

"Wait, isn't she the one that doused him in wine?"

"The same."

"He says the whole incident was nonsense, that she just misunderstood his intentions." 

"Is that so?" Tulani pinned fabric in place. "I think that's..." She paused for effect. "Nonsense." 

Carla giggled. "Indeed." Then she sighed. "Oh, I wish daddy would stop this match making nonsense. He's no good at it."

"Perhaps Elunara will help you instead. If that's what you wish, I mean. Elunara has arranged hundreds of couples, many of whom are still married to this day."

"What if I don't want a man?"

Tulani smiled up. "Then ask her for some eligible women. I'm certain she knows a few."

"That would be nice, I guess. My father would have a heart attack I think." 

"It's not his life, now is it?" 

"I guess. Though, I already..." Carla turned red and giggled.

"Already what, darling?" Tulani made some notations on her board.

"I have a crush on someone."

"Oh?"

"But she'd never have me." 

"You don't know that."

"She's married."

"Ouch. Alright I see your issue." Tulani pinned more fabric and made some extra notations. "That would make my heart hurt too." 

"I wish I could tell her. I mean... I tell her just about everything anyway, but to confess such a thing..." 

"You poor dear." Tulani stood up and wrapped her arms around Carla. "Don't worry, you'll think of something."

Carla shivered. "It would be nice." 

"Are you cold, dear? I have a nice shawl for you to wear."

"It is sort of chilly in here."

"Hold on." Tulani walked over to the other side of the studio and pulled out a shawl and draped it across Carla's shoulders. "There you are. This dress will be gorgeous for the spring ball, but means nothing in this frosty weather we're still having."

"You're always so sweet." Carla smiled. "What are those?" 

Tulani tugged a curtain back and smiled. "These are my special designs; meant for the woman who wants the most out of her sex life."

"Oh, wow." Carla stepped off of the stool and walked forward. "They're all so... tiny and beautiful."

"Want to try something on?" Tulani winked. "They feel amazing. I'm wearing a set right now."

"Y-you are?" Carla blushed deeply. 

"Oh, yes. In fact, you should try something on. A sexy set of these will give you confidence in anything you'd hope to do." 

"A-alright."

Tulani helped Carla out of her dress and sat it to the side. Using previous measurements, Tulani snagged a few pieces off of her racks and handed them to Carla. "Unlike your standard panties, these are lacy and made out of the thinnest and lightest of materials. They truly breathe."

Carla wiggled her way into the soft pink panties. "Oh, wow." She wiggled her butt. "I like these."

"Now, I use your exact measurements to craft a bra like no other, but here's a standard size to try on." She helped Carla into the bra ad snapped the back closed. "Like that?"

"Oh, I love it." She shivered. "They make me so sensitive."

"I have a variety of types and fabrics. Come; let's make you up a treasure trove. I'm sure your father would pay anything to see you have more confidence in yourself."

"I do feel like I could take on anything in these."

"Good girl. You should see the array of color choices in just the style you're wearing."

"Oh my."

They spent the next couple of hours trying on different styles and colors of Tulani's secret line of lingerie and under garments.

"There's just so many!" Carla gasped. 

"Here, I'll make you up a care package of some of your favorites. They might be a tad pricey, but they take an awful lot to make."

"I've never felt so comfortable. This one takes all the weight off of my back." Carla hugged herself. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, my dear."

"Too bad no one but me will ever see them." She sighed.

"Perhaps you're just not looking in the right places."

"Oh, but I know I love her, if only she wasn't married."

"You poor thing. Well, you should speak with Elunara anyway, she might be able to arrange a meeting with someone more... available and to your liking."

"I doubt it. I've been in love with her for ages now." Carla looked down at herself.

"Must be some woman, to capture you this way."

Carla looked up at Tulani. "The sweetest and most beautiful woman I have ever met. She's kind and soft spoken, and all I can think about is how much I want her to kiss me. To hold me the way she does her own wife."

Tulani hesitated. "You can't mean...?"

"Yes." It was a breathless admission, filled with meaning. "With all of my heart."

"Carla, this can't..."

Carla wrapped her arms around Tulani's neck and pulled her down into her embrace. Before she could think better of the situation, she had her lips pressed against Tulani's. Even as Carla pressed into the kiss, Tulani had frozen solid. 

Gently, she unwrapped Carla's arms from her neck and pushed the girl away. "Sweetheart, I can't."

"I... I'm sorry." Tears streamed down Carla's face and she stumbled backwards. Blindly she reached for the door. 

"Don't." Tulani reached out. "Don't leave like that."

"Like..." Carla stepped forward. "Like what?" She breathed.

Tulani gestured down Carla's body. "Like that."

Carla looked down at her body, at the tiny panties and lacy bra. She snatched her dress from the bench and yanked it over her head, before turning and bolting out of the door.

"Oh dear." Tulani dropped hard into her chair.

After sitting down for a few minutes to get her head on right, she turned her attention to the rest of the room, returning clothes and lingerie to their appropriate places. The work steadied her shaky hands and she filled in the order form for Carla's latest purchases. When she was satisfied with the state of things, she scooped the sleeping baby out of the bassinet and into a body sling.

Elunara sat in her SI:7 office dividing up work when Tulani walked in dazed. She jumped up and was at her wife's side in an instant. "What's wrong Sweetness?"

"One of my clients thinks she's in love with me."

"Oh no."

"We were standing there discussing my private collection, when she kissed me."

"Oof, tough." Elunara led Tulani to a chair. 

"I didn't know what to do. Her name is Carla and she's been getting dresses from me since she was ten. I still see her as a little girl swishing her skirts around." 

"It's hard to see kids you knew growing up, coming to your door as adults asking for a treatment. I know that much."

"Do they do this often?"

"Practically daily."

"How do you handle it?" 

"Remember that they are adults. Twenty, or forty, just because I've known them practically their whole existence, doesn't mean I can't play with my toys. I know their ages, and that's the important part."

"She said she was in love with me. This isn't your usual flings." 

"I understand." Elunara pulled out a water bottle and handed it to Tulani. "Drink."

Tulani chugged the water. "What should I do?"

"What does your heart tell you to do?"

"What would you do?"

"Fuck her and be done. But I'm not you." 

"No, you're not and I love you for that. But, this is not your usual situation. She may be twenty four, but she's still a child to me." Tulani wrung her hands on the bottle. "I don't want her to be hurt. I just don't know what to do with her." 

"Start with; do you have any feelings towards her?"

"She... well, she's somewhere between my daughter and my friend."

"No sexual energy?"

"Not a bit."

"Tensions?"

"She's sweet and shy, and just... well, she's adorable really. Her father is convinced that she should be married off, but I don't agree."

"One of those." Elunara leaned back against her desk and scooped up her own glass of water. "I hate those. Always meddling, never seeing the truth of their children."

"It's harmless. Carla goes to all the arranged dates, then comes to me to... Oh no. no, I should have seen it sooner."

"It's been going on longer than you realized?"

"Years." Tulani sighed. "That poor girl."

"Woman now."

"Yes, yes I know." Tulani sighed and took a delicate sip of water. "I know what I must do. Can you take Sinea for me?"

"Of course. I set up a bassinet in here should you ever decide to bring her on by."

"Forgive me for not trusting you sooner."

"Trust?" Elunara blinked. "You didn't trust me?"

"It's not that, it's never that. I mean... well I haven't wanted Sinea out of my sight. But now I must."

"We can discuss this later." Elunara sighed and took the sling from Tulani. "You have bigger issues to deal with."

"Forgive me."

"Already have, my Sweetness." 

Tulani made her way home and snatched up several items, tucking them into a small box. Ignoring calls and waves, she headed to Carla's home. 

After she knocked on the door, Carla's father answered. "Tulani how good to see you. Carla came home in quite a state. I just don't know what to do with her."

"Forgive me sir; I may have insulted her by accident."

"I'm certain it couldn't have been you, my dear. You're her favorite person in the world."

"Am I now?" Tulani sighed and shifted the box under her arm. "I've made a terrible mistake, but I came to fix it."

"Come in, come in. Don't stand outside in the chilled air. Is that Carla's new dress? That would cheer her immensely." 

"Sir, let me take this up to her."

"Of course. Of course. I don't think it's you she's upset with at though. I believe she's tired of my meddling. She was annoyed with that boy I invited over. Mitch is such a sensible boy, but ignorant to the ways of women. I was there when Lulu doused him. I think he just has no idea how to speak to them."

"Forgive me, sir. But I really should-"

"Do I need to settle Carla's account? Perhaps that's what's wrong."

"No sir, your credit is still good with me. I really should-"

"Daddy? Who is here, it sounds like..." Carla froze at the top of the stairs.

"Carla, sweetie, we need to talk."

"This sounds serious, should I-?"

"Daddy, it's ok. Tulani can come to my room."

"Alright dear, just call me if you need me."

"Of course." Carla went back up the stairs, her hand lightly skimming the banister. "I didn't know you'd come."

Tulani followed behind her. "Sweetheart..."

"Don't... please don't." Once in her room, Carla sat at her vanity, her back to Tulani. "I understand if you're here to tell me to stay away from your shop."

"On the contrary, sweetheart. I came because I was worried about you."

Fresh tears rolled down Carla's cheeks. "I love you, I know I do."

Tulani set the box to the side and knelt in front of Carla. "Sweetheart, look at me. Please?"

Carla shook her head and sent her blonde curls bouncing. "I can't." She choked. "I just can't." 

"You're like the daughter I couldn't have, the friend I loved to know. You have to know that nothing can come between us. Even these feelings you have. You're my friend."

"But I don't want to be just your friend; I want you to love me back."

"I do love you, but not like I love my wife."

"She doesn't love you. Not like I do."

"Elunara loves me with her very being. She may not look like it on the surface, but that's what everyone sees."

"Three men. She's married to three men and from what you told me, she never gave you the wedding you deserve. Haven't you once wondered why?"

"Oh, Carla. Don't do this to yourself, or to me. Elunara loves me and she lets me know every day in her own ways. She does the best she can for all of us."

"If she really loved you, she wouldn't be like that."

"If she wasn't like that, she wouldn't be the woman I fell in love with. You need to understand this, Sweetheart. You're killing me and insulting me every time you insult the woman I love and married. We are married. We just don't do things traditionally in my family." 

"But I'd be the only one to love you and just you."

"Oh, Carla."Tulani sighed and reached for the box. "I brought these as a gift to you, to show you that I still care about you. I do love you, but not like my wife. I can't love anyone but her in that way. I hope you come back to my shop. But at the moment, you're just confused and upset. I'm not like my wife or Grogek. I only have room in my heart for her and our baby."

"Tulani... Please give me a chance."

"I just can't." Tulani stood up and sighed. "Take my gifts, take the piece of my heart that calls you friend and know that I care deeply about you, but I can't be who you want me to be." 

"But..."

"No." Tulani turned for the door. "You're young yet, and this is probably your first true rejection. I'm sorry for that. As my daughter, I could love you. As my mistress, I could not. Forgive me." She walked out of the door.

Carla laid her head on her vanity and wept.



For The Whored: Beyond Ch. 12



"How did it go?" Elunara rocked the tiny form in her arms. 

"I broke her heart." Tulani sighed and paced. "I'm not like you; I can't do and be done, any more than I could love her as a partner."

"You are you, my Sweetness. Don't ever try to change."

"I just don't know what to do with her or for her. She's like a daughter to me. It's no different than Gingy."

"I understand."

Tulani held out her arms. "Forgive me for dumping Sinea on you."

"Worry not, for I had her well taken care of. She woke up angry and hungry, but I fed her." Elunara transferred the baby over.

"Thank you. I'm sorry for what I said earlier."

"Earlier?"

"About not trusting you."

"I'm still confused by what you meant."

"It's just that... I finally have my little girl, the child I'd always fantasized about... and I didn't want anyone else to have her. Jordan made me see what I was doing."

"You thought I would take her away?" Elunara just blinked at her wife.

"I don't know what I thought. Maybe if you fed her, she'd want you more. Maybe if I let someone else care for her, I'd miss something important. I can't miss anything with my baby."

"Oh, Tulani, you silly thing. No one can take her away from you, I wouldn't let them."

"In my heart, I know this. In my mind... I don't know. Logic says I'm being silly. Emotions tell me I have to be vigilant."

"Look at your past, look at our past. We both come from rocky histories, and neither one of us would be who we are now without it. Your chance at having a baby was taken away, but you were the one who stepped up for Darguni. In a real sense, I felt like you took my child from me, even when I knew that wasn't the case."

"Oh, Elunara..."

"No, let me finish. It was you who took over the care and feeding of my child, because I was so lost and so confused. Hell, I didn't even know WHAT you fed an infant, and you knew everything, was able to do everything. You're afraid that the reverse will happen, and I see that now. I'm not insulted or upset at you, my beauty."

"You always know how to cut through to the truth of things." Tulani sighed and cuddled Sinea. 

"It's a gift." Elunara shrugged. "You're a gift, Tulani. I needed you and you were there, ready and able. I'll never begrudge you for what you did for me. If anything, you saved Darguni's life, just by being his surrogate mother. Yes, I missed out on a huge portion of Darguni's childhood, first to you, second to that blasted portal, but it is what it is and I can't hold that against you."

"I love you."

"I love you too, my Sweetness."

With Sinea in the sling, Tulani and Elunara walked hand in hand through the streets of Stormwind. Soon they were joined by Lydia and the youngest twins. 

"Where are Dargek and Lily?"

"Down at the training yard with Grogash. Tilly and Mimsy are at a tea party, and Susan is painting."

"How cute."

"On the one hand, I wish Lily would be a little girlier, but on the other, she's thrilled to be beating up target dummies with her brother."

"How funny." Elunara shrugged. "Think about your childhood. What did tea parties and dressing up do for you?"

"They made me sit in horrible little chairs, cross my painful legs and pretend nothing hurt like hell."

"There you go."

"But Lily doesn't have a thing wrong with her. Except she's so small."

"So? Being a tough kid makes you feel big. That much I can tell you from my own childhood. Being who you are is hard to do, when everyone thinks you should be what they want."

"Too true." 

"Mommy?" Lani tugged on Lydia's skirt. 

"Yes, baby?"

"I wanna be a dancer."

"Yeah, a dancer!" Wenrietta bounced. 

"Then dancers you shall be." Elunara grinned down at the pair. 

Down at the training yard, Dargek and Lily were following their father's instructions. 

"Lily, you want to go high as he goes low. Block on your left, there you go, that's the way." He nodded. "Dargek, left, right, go again, there you go. Slow on the swing, but you're getting it. Lily, jump that swing."

"That's my girl." Elunara called out. 

"Alright you two, break time." Darguni nodded at the pair.

"Aw, but I wanted my turn." Grogash pouted. You said I could take winner."

"And you can, after both take a break."

"Who won, da- uh, Sir?" Dargek saluted.

"Evenly matched, but I say that Lily had the edge that time."

"Poo." It was Dargek's turn to pout. 

"Yes! I'm better than you!" Lily pointed at her brother and wiggled her butt.

"Hey, no one likes a sore winner, Lily."

"Sorry, Papa." She ducked her head.

Darguni walked over to the platform and tugged his wife into his embrace. "Mm, how are my favorite ladies this day?"

"Just out for a walk." 

"Daddy! Wenrietta bounced up and down. "We wanna be dancers."

"Is that so? Planning on doing shows with your mother?"

"Yes!" It was Lani's turn to bounce. "Grandma Tuly could do our dresses!"

"You should ask her first." Lydia admonished. 

Lani put her hands behind her back. "Please?"

"Of course." Tulani chuckled. "I'd be delighted."

"Well, that's adorable." Elunara grinned. "However, I was hoping to get my wife alone, so we'll be going now." 

Tulani giggled. "Alright, Sinea needs to her nap anyway." 

Linking hands once again, they turned away from the group and headed back home. At home, Tulani laid Sinea in her crib and sighed. "She's so perfect."

"Just like you, my sweetness." 

"I'm sorry I've held on so tightly to our baby."

"Already forgiven." Elunara ran her fingers over one of Tulani's horns. "I understand completely."

Tulani shivered under Elunara's touch. "I love you." She whispered. 

"I love you too." She brushed her lips against Tulani's. Taking Tulani's hand, she led the way back to their bedroom and pressed Tulani back against the bed. Soft and gentle, Elunara slipped her fingers under the edge of the front of Tulani's dress, kissing along the neck and shoulders. 

Tulani groaned and ran her fingers under Elunara's shirt. Elunara backed away and Tulani lifted the shirt over Elunara's head and tossed it away. Elunara tugged Tulani's skirts up and pulled the dress over Tulani's head. The dress joined the shirt. Next, she wiggled out of her pants and shoved them aside with her foot. 

"So beautiful." Elunara whispered, her fingers trailing down from shoulder to breast. Softly, she brushed her lips across her wife's. "And all mine."

"Always." Tulani breathed. 

Working her way down, she moved from mouth to neck to shoulder, slowly she traced collar bone with her lips, before following her fingers down to breast. Gentle, she licked one nipple before softly sucking. Tulani groaned and leaned her head back. Stooping down, Elunara's mouth continued to work on silken flesh. 

Sitting down on the bed, Tulani spread her legs out and leaned back on her hands. Elunara slipped her fingers through those wet folds and hairs to the skin beneath. Turning her attention to Tulani's thighs, she began to work her mouth along those faded scars. In the wet center, Elunara slipped the first finger. Using her tongue, she traced little signs and symbols on the writhing Draenei's flesh. 

With one hand, Tulani grabbed Elunara's ear and tugged gently. It was Elunara's turn to groan at the attention. Shifting her hand, Elunara moved her mouth into position, sucking on that upper pink nub, sending Tulani gasping and shivering in Elunara's hand.

"That's my beauty." Elunara grinned up at Tulani.

"Oh, you." Tulani blushed down at her wife. "I want my turn now."

"You just had your turn." Elunara winked.

"You know what I mean." Tulani giggled. 

Elunara stood up and moved over Tulani's leg and sat down, brushing wet hair on the woman's leg. Wrapping her arms around Tulani, Elunara captured her mouth for her own and began to devour the flavor of her wife.

"I need you." Elunara whispered. "Like I need to breathe."

"This I know and no one can convince me otherwise."

"You know that I'll always love you, no matter what you decide."

"The decision is already made. I can only love one person the way I love you and nothing will ever change that."

"Good, because I might actually be jealous of you."

"The great goddess of sex... jealous?" Tulani blinked.

"You're my Sweetness, and though I hold my family to their own standards, I think I'd have a difficult time seeing my beautiful wife in love with someone else."

Tulani put a hand to her own forehead. "Oh my. I have no idea how to take that. I think I'm honored actually."

"You better be." Elunara laughed. "I feel guilty as hell about it. Why should I force my wife to hold to a different standard than I would hold myself? Different than I hold Grogek? Or my other husbands and my children. I still don't understand how my children are monogamists. But, you my love; would break my heart."

"Then I know I'm honored, for that makes me even more special than I once thought. Ours is a unique situation. I should feel insulted that you'd hold me back-"

"Let me stop you, for I'd never hold you back from the woman that would capture your heart, I would just be jealous of the situation." 

"Jealousy is such an odd word to hear you use, my love."

"It's also very uncomfortable to live with. I would, over time, come to live with it. I might even find a way to use it. I have counseled female couples and even joined in on their sex lives, so I would know more than a few ways to work this to my advantage. But to be truly honest with you, I think the problem isn't me, but you. I know how closely you guard your body, even now. It still haunts you. I know you, and to have you suddenly see another woman in the same light as me, means you would change something. 

I don't mean that I wish for you to hold on to that terror, but that something about you would change drastically, and that would worry me."

"I understand where you're going with this, even if you don't understand it yourself, my love. It's the same as if you swore off all others in favor of just me. I wouldn't be happy, because you changed drastically for no real reason."

Elunara trailed her fingers over a horn. "Good."

Tulani tugged Elunara into the bed. "Now, I repeat: it's my turn." She captured Elunara's mouth for her own, as fingers trailed down the other woman's body. "I give myself to you and only you. No one else matters. No matter what happens. You are the only woman I love." 

"Tulani..." Elunara groaned. 

Tulani's fingers found Elunara's wet, hot center. She slipped a finger in. With her other hand, she cupped a breast and sucked hard on the nipple. Elunara groaned and buried her fingers in Tulani's hair. Tulani trailed sucking kisses down Elunara's belly and to the top of those soft hairs. She slipped another finger in and began to pump her hand in and out. Next she ran her tongue along the edge of the slick folds. Elunara grabbed Tulani's horn and arched her back. When Elunara began to shudder and clamp, Tulani buried her tongue in and held on for the ride.

Reaching into the basket below the bed, Tulani pulled out a metal dick and, moving her hand, slipped it inside of her wife. This she moved in and out several times before turning it around and inserting the other end. She climbed on top of the smaller end and pressed down. Elunara held open her arms, and Tulani lay down on top. Together, they bucked their hips in and out, sliding the double ended dick over and over. 

Mating mouths together, their flavors mingled, as they devoured each other. When both began to shudder, Tulani tugged free of the device and slid her wet center over Elunara's belly. Reaching back, she pulled the dick free and tossed it on the bed. This time, she used her tail, sliding it through Elunara's folds and then in her wife's slopping center. After a few moments of stimulation, the tail began to flex and shudder, sending waves into Elunara.

"Holy damn!" Elunara gasped. "What are you ON?"

Tulani giggled wildly. "I've always wanted to pay you back for that sensitive tail of mine. I just suddenly thought of how!"

"We have to do that more often!" Elunara gave a deep shiver. 

"That was pretty fascinating." Tulani wiggled her butt.



For The Whored: Beyond Ch. 13



"I feel like singing today. Care to join me, Little Bit?"

"Oh yes, Mommy, I do!" Emaline bounced behind Elunara. "You sing so pretty." 

From the house, Elunara snagged one of her boards and draped the strap over her shoulder. Hand in hand they walked down to the amphitheater. Lydia had the children lined up and had them singing in harmony.

"Care for some company?"

"Always, Momma."

"I see you have Susan's children as well today."

"I'm working up a regular little choir. Some of the other children have come and gone, adding their voices to our company as they will or wont to do."

"Beautiful."

"It is." Lydia happily sighed. "It's such a lovely day to sing too."

Elunara sat her board to the side and climbed the stairs to the platform. Emaline joined the line of children and all at once everyone began to sing. They started with a charming lullaby, but soon the voices picked up interest as they moved into other songs they all knew. Before long, Elunara sang while the children bounced around dancing.

In the stands, more and more people began to accumulate. Soon, Gerald sat in the stands and leaned back, his foot bouncing in time to the music. That's where Ryan found him. 

"May I sit?"

"It's a free country." Gerald shrugged.

Ryan sat down and fidgeted. "Can I talk to you?"

"Sure thing." 

"People seem very unhappy with me lately."

"You did piss off our resident goddess of sex. People don't survive long after that." Gerald scratched at his beard. He was happy with how the thing was coming along, and Chrissy seemed to enjoy the change up.

"I'm starting to see why." Ryan shivered. "I'm getting cold shouldered everywhere I go."

"Listen, piece of advice, publicly declare yourself as a slave to or goddess..." Gerald began to giggle. "Sorry, sorry, I can't keep that up. You try that bit and she's probably strangle you with your own nutsack. She hates the goddess shtick and worship just drives her insane."

"Then why do they do it?"

"I don't have enough hours in the day to explain it."

"Oh." Ryan sighed. "What was that though, why does she do these things? Hell, Why do you sit at a table and make bets?"

"Because that's who she is. Listen, she's not only my boss, but she's my sister. She tells me to do something and I damned well do what she tells me. She tells me to round up the guys and do what I do best, then that's what I'm doing. You see, we used to be partners in the SI:7, I was her spotter, she was the agent. In town I'd find her a mark, and she'd seduce and interrogate. In the field, she'd set herself up as bait, I'd be there to back her up if the deal went south. I have literally watched her fuck her way through hundreds, if not thousands, of men."

"Holy shit."

"Back in Draenor, me and a couple of guys spied on her and her husband fucking in the middle of an orchard and she knew it. She liked it, and her husband just wanted to do what made her happy, and a thing was born. It's gotten crazy now. People hear "the grove" and they just show. In fact, this amphitheater and the grove behind it were gifts to Elunara through the King. He knows what she does back there and he doesn't care. Never seen him down, but we know."

"It still sounds sick."

"For anyone else on Azeroth, it would be. For "The Whore", it's just another day of work. Has anyone told you about her energy appetite?"

"Mark mentioned it." 

"We feed or goddess and love her for giving us the chance to. She's saved so many lives just being her. In fact, as I told you, she's my sister."

"I find that disturbing. Have you two ever...?"

"Once. Before she introduced me to the woman that is now my wife. After so many years of watching that ass bounce up and down on every dick in vicinity, I had to try it once, just for the see. She's super fucking tight for a woman so loose with her body." 

"I don't know if I should be disturbed or intrigued."

Gerald clapped a hand on Ryan's shoulder. "Welcome to the city. Population crazy." He chuckled at Ryan's shiver. "In fact, it was my minor obsession over asses that led Elunara to the woman I married. You should get on her list. If anyone can find you a girlfriend, it's Elunara. The list of marriages that have been a direct result of her matchmaking schemes is kind of crazy, and they're all still married. Chrissy and I are coming up on year twenty three. I couldn't imagine my life without that crazy little... Speaking of." He raised his hand.

Chrissy bounced over. "You didn't tell me Elunara was having a concert." She put her hands on her hips.

"Sorry, Love. This was impromptu, plus I was having a chat with Ryan here."

"Is he the one that pissed Elunara off?"

"Yep."

"Boy, you picked a dumb time to argue with her."

"That's what I told him."

"Do you both always watch?" Ryan blurted.

"No. I usually stay home." Chrissy sat down and cuddled up under Gerald's arm.

"And you're ok with him watching that... and BETTING on it?" Ryan was astonished.

"Gerald tends to get all worked up and I get the benefit from it." She giggled. "Plus, when he makes a fair amount, he likes to shower me with gifts."

"I still can't believe you're ok with it."

"Sweetheart, I prep the house for the thundering sex we'll have immediately afterwards." She tapped a finger to her cheek. "In fact, most women I know that let their husbands go, report the same thing. Sometimes, like last time, she'll come in one of her little lingerie pieces and husbands will go to Tulani and order outfits for their wives. There's a whole economy around Elunara fucking Grogek's brains out."

"I wonder how many Tulani sold this last time." Gerald muttered.

"She told me that she got so many orders in different colors that she ran out and had to craft more." Chrissy giggled hysterically. 

"Damn. Hell, I ordered three of different colors. It's one thing when you see it far off; it's another when she's right... Shit."

"You bought me THREE?" Chrissy's wild giggling had her shaking.

"Happy birthday. You'd figure as an ex agent, I'd not made such a stupid announcement."

"I love you anyway and I promise to act surprised." She brushed her lips against his. Chrissy looked to the stage. She's so beautiful when she sings. I often wish she'd do it more often."

"Does she?" Ryan watched the softly swaying night elf sing a slow love song. "Does she sing often?"

"She promised once a month and has held to that for near twenty five years now. It was something she started doing in Draenor for the refugees of the war there. She takes requests if you have any."

"She's beautiful. Regal even." Ryan sighed. "How can she do what she does to herself?"

"Because she loves it." Chrissy gave an agitated sigh. "You really don't listen or learn do you."

"I'm starting to. I just wish I could put this strange woman together in my mind."

"Learn to love her. She gives back what you give to her. We love her, and she loves us. You can do the same or you can leave in disgust."

"I'm not as disgusted as I once was, not the more I learn about her, but it's hard to understand."

"Good enough." Gerald ran his hand up and down his wife's back. "If you'll excuse me, all this talk about Elunara and her lingerie party has made me... itchy." He grabbed Chrissy's hand and ran off with her. 

Ryan blinked after the pair. 

Elunara flopped down beside Ryan. "Yo."

"I'm sorry for my behavior the other night."

"Already forgiven. I have but one rule on Grove nights. You pretend to hide, and I pretend I don't know you're over there."

"The betting?"

"That's Gerald's thing. I just need the warm bodies lusting after me. You don't even have to lust, just admiration. That's why I make it a show. Since I love to show off, Gerald likes to bet on the crazy shit I'll do." She stretched. "This has been going on a long time, Sugar."

"I get that. Everyone likes to tell me that. Repeatedly. That is... when they talk to me. Ever since my error in judgment the other night, most are refusing to speak to me. Some even told me to leave city."

"Now that's not nice. I handled you just fine. Idiots, always so over protective." She snorted. "We can fix that."

"Uh, how?" 

"I'll think of something. Not so close to the edge!"

"Sorry!" Dargek swung back towards the center of the stage.

"My Grandson has a knack for it I think. We were all expecting delicate little Lily to be our star dancer, but her brother is going for broke, now that his legs work." 

"I heard about that, poor kid."

"We don't do pity 'round here." Elunara grinned. "We work with what we've got and move forward without what we don't." 

"Solid advice." 

"Excuse me, I want to dance with my grandson." She stood up and climbed the stairs again.

Mark sat down next. "Talking civil to our darling goddess goes a long way around here."

"Thank the gods. I was starting to worry I'd have to apologize in the Grove."

"Now that'd be a sight to see. Elunara servicing the men in the Grove."

"No one's done such a thing?"

"Usually it's only Grogek. Jordan joins like once a year maybe. The only one after that was Grogek's orc brother... Uhhh, I forget his name. Not important enough to remember, it only happened once. Can't forget that Lucy chick joining once, though."

"Grogek has a brother?"

"Hey now, Jordan IS Grogek's brother, and don't let either of them hear you say else wise. You piss them off enough and they'll make you suffer."

"This town has too many connections to keep track of." Ryan rubbed his neck. "I'm not here to start trouble; I'm here to be a better soldier."

Days later, Ryan found himself at Elunara's front door again. Taking a deep breath, he knocked. She yanked the door open and blinked at him. "Didn't expect you back."

"Can I speak with you?"

"Come on in, I have time." She sat down and picked up her board.

"I want to learn more about you from you. I've heard rumor, and I've heard from some of your... family. Do you..." He fidgeted in place. 

"I have a rule in this house... in fact I have many, but the main one is to blurt it and go, I'll figure out if you're offensive."

"Do you fuck all the men?"

"Only the ones I want to." She chuckled. "All soldiers are allowed a full body portrait done by me. Not all of the men have taken me up on the offer; and not all of the ones that have gotten a portrait have gone for the nude, and not all have gone for the sexual gratification."

"I have seen the portraits. You do excellent work."

"The nudes go in my personal collection, and the medical diaries in the healer buildings. Every time you gain a new scar, come back to me and I'll update your books. When you die, you can be matched to your body, no matter your condition."

"Amazing."

"In my position, I can pick and choose who I want. Just because a man thinks he has a shot, doesn't mean I find him to my taste."

"So... I'm special?" He blinked at her. "Mark said I wasn't."

"All are special. How they are special is something altogether. You have a beautiful body, I give you that, but also, your little problem needed addressed, and I do so love helping people."

"You've helped me immensely. However, after word got around that I interrupted a grove session, even the town whores avoid me. Given what you do I'm kind of amazed there are whores in this city."

"Just because I give it for free, doesn't mean I give it to just anybody."

"I'm getting that." Ryan paced back and forth. "There's this one named...Vicki? She's the only one that will see me now, but she creeps me out."

"She's hated me for about thirty five years." Elunara chuckled. "I'd get checked by a healer if you want to deal with her."

"She stinks. When she hangs all over me, there's this stench I can't quite place."

"She smells like death. I think her willingness to ignore the obvious has finally caught up to her. She doesn't even bathe, last I heard. I feel bad for her these days."

"I don't know how to take that."

"Have you done her?"

"No."

"I wouldn't." Elunara continued to sketch. "Do you want me to do you again?"

"Uh... Not... really?"

"Ever need a hit, come see me. I like you, even if you are a bit of a prude."

He laughed. "I am a prude, aren't I? At least according to the city. I need to fix that."

"Become one of my little worshippers, and all will be forgiven."

"Seriously?"

"It annoys me, but it'll make everyone else happy, so your life will be easier. Perhaps next grove you can place your own bets."

"I still find that disturbing." 

"Get over it. It's my dinner."

"Now that's what I keep hearing, but it makes no sense."

"Sit down, this will take awhile." She sighed.

Well over an hour later, he was still asking questions. "I'm starting to understand, but it's all just so much to take in."

"That's why most don't try to understand, you just wind up hurting yourself."

"My head is spinning. Am I feeding you now?"

"You fed me even as you stood in the grove telling me my hobby was "sick". I feel your lust for my body and it is delicious. I wish you'd give in to that more often. It's not a bad thing, at least not for me."

"You're beautiful." The heat flushed to his face. "And the first woman to truly understand my problem. Your husbands are lucky to have you."

"Don't forget my wife."

"You have a wife too? Mark mentioned her, but I guess it didn't stick. Your family is huge for someone not biologically related to any of them. What of your parents?"

"Has no one told you?"

"What now?" He sighed.

"My mother is Tyrande Whisperwind."

With that, he hit the floor.



For The Whored: Beyond



"I am aren't I?" Lulu whispered. "Oh, I hope we dance all night at the ball."

"Then you shall." Tulani chuckled. She paused in her work to switch her attention to the angry infant in the bassinet. "I hope you two have all the happiness in the world."

"Me too." Lulu sighed. "I'm sorry you had to go through such trauma to get your one."

"And yet, my one is the most perfect she can be." Tulani ran a finger one on of the horns. "Such a tiny thing, with such promise." 

A month later, Lulu spun in circles in front of the mirror. "Oh, Tulani! You've outdone yourself on this."

"Only the best for our little Lulu." Elunara grinned. "A rare beauty indeed."

"Oh, Momma, you're impossible!" She giggled.

"Come on, let's knock Nara dead." 

Every man in the Keep vied for a chance to dance with Lulu. She even took a round with Mitch out of politeness. 

"You're looking exceptionally lovely tonight."

"Why, thank you, Mitch." 

"It's a shame you haven't had a single proposal since you hit eighteen."

She froze. "What?"

"I think it's your breeding. Most don't see you as a princess like you truly are. Everyone knows you're next in line, should anything happen to King Wrynn or his wife."

"You..."

"However, I am willing to step up to the responsibility."

"RESPONSIBILITY?" She near shrieked. The entire room froze. 

"Princess Lulu, would you accept my proposal?" 

She dropped his hands and marched over to the refreshment table. Snagging a glass, she marched back.

"You know, you need two to toast..."

Dumping the contents of the glass on his head, she slapped him. "I am NO ONE'S responsibility! I take care of ME! And for your information, you worthless twit, I'm marrying Nara!" She pointed.

"You are?" Nara squeaked.

"I AM!" 

The entire room erupted into applause. She marched over to Nara and grabbed him by the shirt, assaulting his mouth. Whistles and cheers could be heard throughout the room.

"Well, she's certainly Elunara's daughter." Varian laughed.

"I need the ladies room." She whispered. "Then we can finish this... conversation." 

"Of course." He winked.

She marched down the hallway, completely comfortable with the castle's layout.

"Lulu!" 

She stopped. "William, you're looking fabulous tonight. That outfit makes you look older."

"I'm sure it does." He smiled. "I brought you a drink."

"Thank you, you're so sweet." She drank from the cup. "Excuse me I need to..." The world went dark.

"Hey, William, have you seen Lulu?" Nara frowned. "I can't find her."

"I haven't seen her since she sent Mitch on his ass." William cackled.

"She said she needed the ladies room and then disappeared. She never takes this long..."

"Let's ask her mother."

Elunara was in a state of near panic. "It's that little shit, I just know it. "AGENTS!" She cried. "FIND MY DAUGHTER!" They all turned and bolted out of the room. She turned back to Nara. "Where did you see her last?"

Lulu groaned and put a hand to her head. 

"Damn, you're up already? I didn't use enough."

"Enough what?" She asked groggily. "You're not making sense, William." 

He peeked out of the window. "My name's not William. You can call me Bobby."

She jolted upwards. "I know you!"

"I assume your mother told you."

"What do you want?"

"You."

"Me? Whatever for?"

"I'll answer your questions later, princess, right now, you need to sleep."

"No! She fired an arcane bolt at him.

"Arcane doesn't work on me, princess." He tapped a hand to her forehead and knocked her out. "I hate having to mark your beautiful face." He ran a thumb over the char mark where he stunned her. "But your foolish mother has increased security on me and I have no idea how to get out of here. You screaming would just complicate things." He hefted her body up. "Come with me, my bride."

While Bobby traversed the corridors, looking for a way out, Elunara had the exits sealed and doubled the guard in every conceivable post. Nara was beside himself with worry. 

"But, why? Why does he want her?"

Elunara eyed the boy, barely old enough to call himself a man, worried for his lost lover. "Why do YOU want her?"

"Because I love her." He whispered. "Surely that man can't..."

"No, you give me the right answers; he wants her for the wrong answers. He wants her body, he wants her power. He can't possibly love a girl he's barely met a couple of passing times. He had to of felt her abilities when he mind controlled her, and now he has her. I won't let him leave with her."

"Save her, Elunara. Save my future wife."

"Someone will."

Lulu groaned again. "Gods, my head."

"You truly are a massive talent. You fight the potion, and you resist the magically induced sleeps. I'm endlessly impressed."

"Stop doing that." She whimpered. "My head."

"Then stop fighting it, just sleep until we're out of here."

"Never." She whispered. "I will never stop fighting you. I am one of Elunara's children. We are not taught to cower and do as we are told."

"You can't hurt me, child of the arcane. I prepared for that. I also know that you dropped out as a warlock ages ago. You're unprepared to fight me." He peered out of the window. "Screaming won't help you. I sound proofed the room."

"I don't scream." Lulu growled. Pouring all of her arcane energy into a shadow bolt, she hit Bobby directly in the face. The force of her ability sent him flying out of the window and down to the cobblestones below. She stared at the mess on the ground. "Shit."

"She's up there!" One of the guards pointed to her window.

Elunara broke down the door of the room. "Lulu!"

"Momma!" 

Nara followed shortly after. "Lulu!"

"Nara!" She threw herself at him. 

"Did he hurt you?" He held her at arm's length and looked her over. 

"I think I handled myself well enough."

"Oh, your face." He ran his fingers over her forehead.

"Stunner spell, point blank." Elunara examined the wound. "Superficial, nothing to heal but a mild headache." She healed the spot. "However, you just destroyed my last link to the twilight."

"I'm sorry, momma."

"It's fine enough. It's not like the twilight won't present itself at some other date."

"Lulu..." Nara stooped down on one knee. "This might be a terrible moment to do this. But, please marry me. I can't be without you."

"This is the perfect time." She smiled. "I accept."