1 comments/ 7522 views/ 9 favorites Huntress of the Night By: LordWriter7 Huntress of the Night takes place in the same world as Search for the Goddess. These events happen 90 years before Search, so it is not required to read Search side by side with Huntress for a true understanding. All characters engaged in sexual acts are 18 or older. Human, none human, consent and non-consent. Comments welcome. - She ran for her life, faster than she did not believe possible for her. Not that anyone was around to notice her speed. It was midnight, and the townsfolk were indoors. The people had learned long ago to be off the streets nine after noon. Of course the younger people had trouble believing the worry. The village was located fairly close to the mountains that wolves hunted on, but that was no reason not to walk around your own home. That was how the woman, long blonde hair with blue eyes and the fair skin of the northerners, ended up running for what she assumed to be her life. She had spent the night in the woods with her lover, and had hoped to sneak back home to avoid a scolding from her parents. As the woman darted between two houses, she wished desperately that a scolding was the worst of her problems. She was about to turn a corner when something grabbed her arm and threw her to the ground. She hit the cold cobblestone with a groan before glancing up in fear, they had found her. Two males stood above her, leering at her with red eyes. They only wore pants, they had moved barefooted and chested through the cold night to get her. Not that these grey skinned monsters needed to worry about cold. As their pointed ears and deformed faces showed, they had moved beyond human feelings long ago. Now they were vampires, and new ones from their looks. The one that threw her licked his lips before nudging his friend, "So what do you think? Worth coming to this speck of a village?" The other nodded as he looked her up and down, liking what he saw in the well-endowed human, "Oh yes, there is always some fool that ignores their elders and goes about at night. This little slut for instance." The girl hissed at that word and tried to crawl away. Chuckling, the first vampire leapt at her, pinning her down and pulling her head up by her hair, "Guess she doesn't like being called a slut." "Hard to deny it though. The smell of sex is still on her. Sneak out for a romp did you girl?" The girl bit her lip as the first vampire palmed her breast and gave it a squeeze, very aware of how his body pressed on top of hers, "We would have saved you to trouble of dealing with some mortal." The girl squirmed under the vampire, uncaring that it only excited him. As he tore open her blouse and pinched her bare nipple, she whimpered in fear. "Please...let me go...please don't kill me...." "Kill you?" The second vampire stepped in front of her and knelt. To her horror he pulled down his ragged pants and let loose the largest dick she had ever seen. Granted the village was small and she did not have much to see, but he easily beat her lover. The vampire smirked at her reaction, "Nice, huh? I admit I wasn't much to look at down there as a human. But vampirism enhances more than just your strength and lifespan. Don't worry, we won't kill you. Such a waste. We are just going to fuck you, suck your blood, and do it again every night. She not like that answer?" The last part was directed at his friend, who had to adjust himself to keep the now thrashing girl down, "Guess not. You're no good at wording things. Let me try. You can either take it or die. See?" The girl stopped struggling as the hand that had squeezed her breast moved to her neck. Grinning, the vampire slid off her and turned her onto her back. The human had a nice rack, and her nipples stood hard in the cold air. The first vampire lifted her shirt and spread her legs as the other dangled his cock above her face. The girl whimpered and pleaded but made no move to escape. "Lick it." The girl hesitantly stuck out her tongue and gave the tip of his cock a few flicks. She stopped to cry out in shock as the other monster pushed his cock into her pussy without warning. The human groaned as the largest manhood she had begun pumping into her. The second vampire glared at his friend and the girl before shoving his own cock into her mouth. It was an awkward angle for her, not that he cared as he began pumping her mouth. "Don't forget about me you human slut." "Try and enjoy it. Look on the bright side, you're getting the best fuck of your short life and you can't get pregnant off a vampire." She was not feeling so lucky as both vampires picked up speed and forced more of their cocks into her. She let out a moan around the dick as the other leaned in and pulled at her breasts. The vampire in her mouth looked ready to say something when a small object pierced the back of his head. The monster collapsed into dust as a small silver dagger clattered on the ground. The girl choked and spit out dust from her mouth as the remaining vampire looked around in surprise. He stopped thrusting, but did not pull out. The girl panted for air when the vampire hissed at the rooftops. A woman watched them from about. In the moonlight, her very long black hair framed her pale skin and violet eyes. She wore a long purple robe under a leather bodice, boots, and steel bracers. The front skirt of the robe was cut open in a triangle to give her long legs room to maneuver. Silver throwing daggers like the one on the ground crisscrossed her ample chest on their straps. The vampire hissed again with a faint trace of fear, "Huntress." The woman nodded before leaping off the roof and landing gracefully away from them. Her movements were graceful even as she drew a crimson bladed rapier and strode toward them. The girl gasped as the vampire grabbed her neck again and chuckled. Her lower body heated up again as the vampire began thrusting again. The woman did not slow her pace. "Stop right there human. I've got this poor little slut right here. You don't want me painting this street red do you?" The woman smirked cockily as she gave her rapier a quick swing, "You don't want to lose the one thing keeping your ass-ugly head connected to your body, do you?" The vampire pulled the girl up and forced her to straddle him as his dick pushed deeper into her. Groaning from the feeling of an unfamiliar size in her the girl began to move her hips and ride his dick. Humans, give them a good fucking and they break down easy. The vampire ignored the small pants and moaned in his ear as the woman still approached, apparently not caring that there was a human body in between them now. No matter, he could disarm her was the sword was pushing through his victim. If the girl survived, he would just fuck them both. The woman raised her rapier and thrust out. The vampire was about to reached out for the sword when a sharp pain exploded from his back. Whipping his head back, he watched as a red bladed rapier stabbed through him. Both black haired women smirked as the blade hit the heart, reducing the disbelieving vampire into dust. No long held up by her attacker, the girl fell right through the falling dust and into her savior's arms. Its job finished, the illusion of the woman faded away just as the rune on one of her steel bracers darkened. Pulling the poor girl close to her the woman smiled. "Sorry for making you go through that so long. I needed the illusion to distract him while I made my way around. What's your name?" "Christine..." The girl panted out as she relaxed. She may not have wanted it, but the vampire had gotten her body worked up. She could almost feel his hand on her breast, squeezing and rubbing...Christine's eyes flew open to find her savior doing just that. A blush crept onto her face as the woman began planting small kisses up her neck. The girl squirmed in embarrassment. "M..miss...." "Kara." The woman said after a long lick and lowering Christine onto the ground. "Kara. What are you doing?" Kara smiled as she lifted up the skirt and cupped Christine's pussy with her free hand. The other was still busy working her breasts, pinching her nipples playfully as Christine gasped. Unlike the rough treatment of the vampires, the violet eyed woman was more tender and teasing on her. Kara leaned in and nibbled at her lower lip. Christine started moaning softly under Kara's touch. "Just easing the tension. Vampires are like animals that take what they want. A hot little thing like you should get more. Besides, think of it as my reward for saving you." With that Kara slipped two fingers into Christine's pussy. The village girl's moans became muffled as Kara brought her into a kiss. Christine was in heaven right now as the digits moved in and out of her wet opening. Kara was the most skilled person she had ever had, far better than the clumsy hands of her village lovers. The two continued to kiss as Kara fingered her into an orgasm. Now completely worn out from her sex filled night, the girl slowly faded into sleep. Kara wiped Christine's juices off her hands before lifting the girl up. She was sort of disappointed that Christine had dozed off before Kara could get her own release; damn vampires had worn down the poor girl. "Was that really needed, Kara?" The warrior turned around to grin at the white haired young woman who was walking up to her. The newcomer wore the white monk's robe that marked her a servant of Luna, Goddess of the Moon. The white hair that framed her dark eyes was itself a sign that the moon deity had chosen her as one of her most powerful servants. Caren Strun had never told Kara was her hair color was before the blessing, and she did not intend to. The silver crescent moon dangling from her neck shone in the light of the real thing. Kara shrugged as she glanced down at the sleeping Christine was a bit of lingering hunger, "I couldn't let her body be ravaged by those idiots. I had to make sure it was alright." "Right." Kara knew Caren didn't buy it, she never did. But the monk had learned a long time ago that she could not stop Kara when she was horny. It was like fighting a dragon with a piece of cotton. So she just took the girl from Kara and looked her over. "A simple spell can repair the clothing; I will leave a note suggesting that she not tell anyone about tonight. With luck we can keep our prey from learning about these two dying long enough to take them by surprise." Kara nodded and began making her way over to the nearest building. Taking a deep breath she jumped up and grabbed the edge of the roof and lifted herself up, "Meet you back at the inn then. Oh right, she might have some dust 'up there' from tonight. Better check it." "What!" Caren looked up to yell at Kara, but found nothing on the roof but snow. Damn that woman to hell. - What happened to Christine was not uncommon in the northern lands of Haron. A region of cold, ice, mountains, and snow, Haron was home to beings both natural and supernatural that are not found in the deserts of Sabacc or the plains of Solan. Cryomancer mages, werewolves, dread wolves, and frost dragons were some examples. Chief among all of them were the vampires. Near immortal monsters that lived off the blood of the living, vampires had been a menace to the people of Haron since before the old kingdom had broken. With not King and the land ruled by many warlords and chiefs the problem had only gotten worse over the centuries. They took what they wanted and killed who they wanted. Which was, ironically, how the black haired woman walking on the rooftops of the village came to be feared by them. Kara had only been eight when her family had been part of a caravan heading through the mountains to Stormhold. A party of vampires fell on them, with Kara being on the only survivors by chance. She had been held down and forced to watch as her father was killed and her mother raped before the rising sun drove the monsters away. She had sworn to wipe out the vampire race in its entirety. Kara was twenty five now, and while she was still a long way from her goal, the vampires knew who she was. Kara the Huntress they called her, the beautiful human that wiped out a force of fifty vampires and slew their Vampire Lord. The rapier she used, Bloodbane, was once that Lord's weapon. Its tip dealt instant death so long as it pierced the heart. And so here she was, looking for the group of vampires that the two she killed came from. Word had reached her that vampires had been hunting in this area more than usual for weeks now. She could not let that slide, so she had come to dust all the bastards. But first, she thought as her stomach growled, she needed food. Jared had better have gotten them a room. - "You put far too little faith in me, Kara." Jared Baxt turned the page of his book as the two sat in the inn. Unlike the muscular man, who only had a cup of tea, Kara was tearing into a cut of meat and gulping down ale. To strangers, it looked like the man dressed in hide clothing should be acting like a barbarian. They clearly did not know Kara. Swallowing it with a sigh, Kara shrugged. "Well you did fail to get us that room in Iceport." "Because you would not even apologize for having sex with the owner's son in the stables." Jared's tone was as even as Kara's smirk was devious. "He came on to me, remember? Besides, how was I supposed to know he was getting married? I can't read minds Jared." Like Caren, Jared had learned it was rare to win with Kara. Or, Jared had learned before Caren did. Kara and Jared were childhood friends, his family had taken her in after she lost her parents. While Kara had always been fiery and free willed, their deaths gave her a reason to focus those emotions into killing vampires. Jared had joined her after choosing not to become a monk of Jar, the God of Knowledge. Though he never said it to her, Jared found the skills he had learned studying to be more useful helping Kara than recording it in some library. The two have a loose sexual relationship, which meant whenever Kara could convince her friend into screwing her. In his own way, the calm and studious man was almost as impossible as Kara with that. "You could have asked what the ring on his finger meant, perhaps?" Caren slumped into the empty chair of their table with a sigh. Kara waved off the comment as she gulped down some more ale, "Ignorance is bliss. He wanted my pussy, I wanted his cock. No need to muddle the situation with other things. Of course, it could have been avoided if SOME people had just relieved my needs." Jared simply turned another page while Caren blushed. Only a year younger then Kara and the Luna Monk had had far less sexual relations then the Huntress. She had met Kara and Jared while trying to drive some bandits from a village. They had taken her hostage and tied her up for their pleasure later. Kara had arrived and killed them and, much like with Christine, had her own way with Caren before releasing her. As Kara later claimed, Caren had an amazing body under that monk's robe. She had been outraged at the treatment, but after learning from Jared that this perverted woman was the Huntress herself she decided to stay with them. For all her character flaws, Kara was very devoted to her job and Caren had helped kill many monsters. She absolutely refused to sleep with Kara; Luna knows what would happen to her next. "So, Christine all right?" "Yes, safe in her room with unknowing parents. We should not rely on her ability to stay quiet though." Jared nodded and sipped his tea, "We have the general location of the next down. If we set out in the morning, we should find them with plenty of sunlight to spare." Kara crossed her legs and stretched, well aware of the looks the men in the inn gave her as her long legs fell out of the skirt opening or as her large breasts pushed against the bodice. She enjoyed the attention; it meant she had plenty of choices for tomorrow night's victory sex if Jared wasn't up to it. But that came second on her mind. The hunt came first. With the sun out she could find the monsters in their hole with no room to escape. Just the thought of it made her caress the hilt of Bloodbane in anticipation. "Agreed then. Well I best get some rest then." "Rest?" Jared asked with a raised brow as Kara stood and finished off her ale. "Well, first I think I'll finger myself into sleep. Unless anyone here wants to help?" Jared shook his head and Caren shot her a mortified glare. Shrugging, Kara strode up the stairs to their room. - The three were up and walking through the snow covered forest as soon as the sun lit up the sky. Days in the northern lands could be short, and they had a job to do. Caren and Jared combed the ground as Kara flitted from tree to tree for her prey. Vampires were both a clever and obvious race as a whole. At night they stalked the land, fearing only the most dangerous hunters such as the dragons and hunters like Kara. But their true enemy was the sun; its rays meant a slow and burning death. Only the Vampire Lords, the oldest and most powerful vampires, were the exception. Besides having regained a true human appearance and great power, the Lords could walk in sunlight with only a drop in their power. But the Lords were few and for the most part stayed in their mountain castles. No Vampire Lord would lower himself to being in a cave and preying on a tiny village. So Kara only had to look for signs that someone had tried to block out the sun. She soon spotted such a sign as a cave came into view. The entrance was been hastily covered in foliage to keep out the morning rays. Vampires, clever at night but painfully obvious in the day. Kara leapt down from her tree and glanced around. She was supposed to go and find Jared and Caren, let them know the nest was here and storm the place. But that would take too long, the forest was huge and they could be anywhere. Kara drew out a silver throwing knife and dug it into the bark of a tree. If they passed by before she was done, they would see it and join the fun. She drew Bloodbane and walked up to the cave. Brushing aside the foliage, she crept into the cave and made her way deeper. These vampires were really clueless; this cave seemed deep enough to have plenty of darkness away from the sun. That barrier was more of a signal to their presence than a bloodstained snow pile. Must be newly turned if they made such a mistake. Another idea came to Kara just as something broke close to her. As she coughed on the gas, her last thoughts before passing out were that maybe it was a trap. Kara opened her eyes and growled in annoyance. It was a trap, way to go Kara. The cave was dimly lit by a few candles scattered around, but she could see them just fine. The three vampires that stood around her were more advanced than she though, more than the two from last night. Their grey skin had begun to fade into a pale color similar to humans, and their eyes had gained the faintest flicker of the glow that vampires developed as they aged. Their strong bodies and large, erect manhoods were also on display since none of them had clothes on. A quick pull of her arms told her that they were bound behind her back. Bloodbane, the throwing knives, and her runed bracers were too one side of the cave, well beyond her reach. She had a pretty good idea were this was going. "Three naked vampire men in a cave. Guess I know how you guys pass the days." The monsters hissed in disgust before stepped forward, "And one bound and helpless human that could not smell a trap. I cannot guess how you are called the Huntress." Still trying to loosen the rope binding her arms, she smirked at him, "Oh, you know me? I guess the mountain of dust I could make out of your dead friends does earn me some reputation." One of the other vampires snarled and stepped up to strike her, but the leader held up his hand, "You have a sharp tongue human, I wonder how it will be filled with our meat." Huntress of the Night Ch. 02 Haron was a land of many species that could only exist in its northern climate. Aside from the vampire, none was so unique than the Snow Elves. This came less from their culture and more from the fact they were the only known elves to man. If any other elven races existed, they had never revealed themselves to other races. Sailors told stories of Sea Elves that dwell in the water, but those were sketchy at best. Snow Elves had revealed themselves to the humans of Haron due to their mutual enemy, the vampire. The dark beings did not discriminate in their desire to turn or dominate others, and they had made a point to attack the equally long lived and powerful elves. They had united with the North Kingdom ages ago and when it broke apart allied with the different leaders that ruled the broken Haron. Their domain, the Crystal Forest, was open to travelers, though very few who were not traders dared enter elven land. Snow Elves took their long lives as a sign of superiority which turned into arrogance. Anyone who came to Crystal Forest who was not elven was treated like second class at best. This prideful, traditional culture is what made Caren deeply worried about their trip. More to be clear, who was traveling with her. Kara did not have an ounce of respect in her body, and she had even less patience for what she viewed as annoying traditions. Many a faithful of the gods had left her presence deeply offended, and Snow Elves were ancient worshippers of Luna. The Lunar Monk could already see themselves in jail for Kara's mouthing off or trying to seduce men. Caren had brought this up to the Huntress as their trip began and Kara agreed. Caren and Jared had been shocked to hear their companion agree not to be herself among the elves. In fact the whole trip she had not had sex with anyone, a true rarity for the ever-horny woman. Caren might have thought her experience in the vampire cave was on her mind, but that was nothing new to the Huntress. The black haired vampire hunter, beautiful and well proportioned, had been caught and fucked by prey many times. Her sudden compliance was more worrying then anything, and Caren had a feeling it would lead to disaster. She was proven right when they made camp one night, the icicles of Crystal Forest glittering in the moonlight a mile or two from their spot. Caren and Jared had finished a sparse dinner w1hen Kara appeared bare naked and the old look of burning lust in her violet eyes. In the cold air her nipples were already hard and there was the faintest sign of wetness at the groin. For Caren, trained to be a proper and reserved woman, this set off more warning signs than ever. "Kara?" The Huntress smiled, "I hear elves have amazing sight, wanted to give anyone watching use a good show." "Kara." Jared chewed on the last bit of meat and looked at his friend solemnly. "You promised to behave yourself!" Caren wanted to throw a blanket on the nude woman before anyone, elf or not, saw them. "And I will, once I'm satisfied." "Satisfied?" "Of course. I've gone this long without sex, you can't expect me to meet the elves when I'm so horny do you? You do like to point out my lack of self-control." Kara said this all so easily, it set Caren off more than before, "Go play with yourself then!" Kara shook her head and smiled at her, "Past that point Caren. I need something more. And you two are going to help." Caren felt dizzy just listening to this. Kara kept from having sex all this time just to blackmail them? Jared set his plate down and watched the two. He already knew how this would go. Caren would argue, but Kara would win as always. "Two?! Leave me out of your perverted needs Huntress!" Kara shrugged, "Fine. I guess I will need to find a nice elven man to fuck me. Maybe more. Who knows, they might even be ok with another female in the mix." Caren stared at Kara, who was smirking in lustful triumph. How did she end up with this piece of Makon-spawn? - "Very nice." "Quiet, tramp." Kara chuckled as she looked over Caren. The monk had eventually given in and agreed to fix her 'problem'. The silver haired woman lay naked on the ground as Kara took in the rare sight. She had finally gotten the prissy Caren to do what she wanted. Caren's breasts were smaller then Kara's full rack, but she was still amazing in a slender, pure way. Jared sat by them, his large cock already getting hard at the sight of the two naked women in front of him. Kara would need him much harder for her needs, so she knelt over Caren and began. Caren shivered as a hand pressed on her breast and gave it a squeeze. Kara took the other in her mouth and sucked on it, earning a cry from her companion. Caren wanted to shift away, but the Huntress pressed her knee against the monk's bare pussy, rubbing it up against her as she ravaged her chest. After a while she kissed her way up Caren's neck and sucked on her lower lip. Caren closed her eyes, hoping to ride out the session until Kara moved on to Jared. Kara would not have that, however, and her lips moved up a bit to catch the monk in a kiss. She was rewarded with muffled sounds of pleasure as her hands roamed all over her slender body, savoring the feeling of Caren's juices on her knee. Jared was quickly at full erection thanks to Kara's makeout session, and when the Huntress lifted her head to gaze at him he resigned himself to his job. Grinning her usual sexy grin, Kara moved her leg away from Caren's pussy and pressed her body against the monk. "Her first, big guy." Caren went wide eyed and looked wildly between the woman holding her down and the man looking exasperated at them both. "No! No, no, no! This is to make you behave, not me!" Kara leaned in and blew a burst of hair in Caren's ear before chuckling, "And I will behave after Jared shows you a good time. You're not a virgin right?" "No!" "Well that's that then! Don't worry so much, he can cum in me if you're so upset by it. Jared....make sure she does climax though." Jared knelt down behind them and looked at the two wet pussies pressed against each other. He had his own problems about sleeping with his childhood friend, and even more about Kara using Caren in her games. But Kara was the sort of person to keep her word and cause trouble with the elves. Caren whimpered helplessly as the head of Jared's cock parted her lips. She had only had sex once in her life, a village romance when she was younger. She had never slept with Jared, but she had, thanks to Kara, seen him naked enough times to know he was far bigger than her old crush. Thankfully Jared was understanding and eased himself into her as gently as he could. Halfway in he began thrusting, grunting at the feeling of such a tight pussy. Discomfort from his size in her slowly faded as Caren got used to him, right around the time that Kara starting licking and sucking her breasts again as she waited for her turn. Caren's moans grew louder as Jared picked up pace and pumped her pussy along with Kara's body rubbing against her. Kara savored the sounds of Caren in pleasure as her tongue flicked across her hard nipples and her hands explored her body. The monk barely noticed Kara as her pussy was stretched around Jared's cock, which was now pumping in and out of her at a steady pace. Unlike Kara, who preferred it rough and usually encouraged Jared to put it all in, Caren's body obviously wasn't ready for that. Besides, if he put any more inside her tight pussy, he might just blow. Having not had sex in years, she was tighter than Kara. After a few more thrusts Jared couldn't trust himself anymore and drew back. Caren was relieved when Jared pulled out, but sighed when she felt his tongue take the place of his cock as he expertly ate her out. Jared had learned a lot during his friendship with the Huntress, as he poked and stroked all the right pleasure points and sucked at her opening. Pleasured by both Kara and Jared's tongues Caren was quickly worked into a climax. Kara watched happily as Caren's face twisted and her body shivered in orgasm. Her own body tensed in anticipation as Jared shifted behind them. Jared entered her, harder than usual. He was clearly upset about her little game. As pleasure rippled up her body from his hard thrusts she made a note to try this again. But now she just focused on enjoying the cock reaming her. Below her, Caren was once again blushing at her position. Still pinned down by Kara, she had an interesting view of the Huntress's breasts bouncing with each thrust, the look of joy in her purple eyes, and the large dick moving in and out of her. Jared, having just switched from one woman to another, might have climaxed first if Kara wasn't so horny to begin with. As it was, she gave out first, a deep moan signaling her orgasm. Scooping Kara in his arms, he pulled her off Caren and onto the ground next to the grateful monk. Kara pouted, but quickly changed her manners as Jared pulled out of her pussy and blew his load on her ass and legs. Kara rolled over and looked from her own wet pussy to the still panting Caren beside her and grinned, "Yea, I think that will do." - Kara fell asleep soon after, after cleaning herself off and giving Caren a teasing goodnight. The monk sat infront of the fire, glaring at it as if it was the Huntress herself. Jared sat by her, reading a book. The whole calmness of the situation only made her less calm. Despite her usual control, Jared picked up on feelings quick. Or maybe he just figured it out since he had his dick buried in her not long ago. "Caren..." She held up her hand for silence, "I am fine, Jared." "No." "Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be? I have only been forced to have sex, against my will, by that perverted, insane, morally dead tramp!" Caren poked the fire with a stick for every word she had against Kara. Jared sighed in understanding. "Caren, I did warn you about Kara's habits when we first met you." Caren's mood only got worse, "You told me she was very sexually active, a fact I knew when she first found me tied up. You never mentioned she was a blackmailing woman who goes this far just to get her way. It's like a child in an adult's body! How can you stand her!" Jared shrugged stiffly, "I'm her friend, and I want to be there for a friend." "Be there for her? More like in her! You don't even want that kind of relationship with her, so why?" Jared glanced at the tent and sighed, "It's her way of to cope. Her non-violent way, anyway." Jared stood up and bid her goodnight. Caren sat there longer, pondering. She didn't know the details of Kara's past, but almost everyone knew the basic story of the Huntress. Vampires killed her family at a young age. Sadly a common tale in Haron, but Kara had become uncommon by later killing a Vampire Lord and committing herself to exterminating the vampire race. That would be the violent way of coping. As Caren put out the fire and prepared to rest, she wished Kara would keep her coping to herself and the willing. - The Crystal Forest got its name for the countless icicles that hung from the trees. It was said that they had never melted in the sun and that the elves only added to them. Some of the larger icicles Caren looked at may well be centuries old. Truly amazing. Kara had no use for them, however. She strode through the snow covered woods with measured but easy steps. Her violet eyes scanned the surroundings for an ambush that would be easy in this environment. "That is not needed, Kara. The Snow Elves will not needlessly harm anyone that doesn't mean them harm." Kara snorted at Jared's claim and turned to Caren, "So what do you know about these people?" Caren inspected another icicle as they walked. They must look beautiful in the moonlight. "They are ancient worshipers of Luna, my Goddess of the Moon. They in fact claim to be the first. It's possible, given their long lives, but it doesn't mean all that much to anyone other than them. We don't often get along, elves and human servants of Luna." Jared kicked some snow off his boots, "And this thing we are here for?" "The Lunar Cuirass." Caren said it with a great deal of awe, "And artifact of Luna. It's not elven, I am not even sure the elves realize it's here. I didn't fully recognize it at first from my vision since the Cuirass has been lost for ages. I can't begin to guess what it does, but its power is tied to the moon." Kara had a thoughtful look on her face. Looking down, she noted her own leather protection was not always up to par. She just didn't like chainmail or the heavy stuff. Leather showed off her figure so much better. Still, blessed silver might work. Jared glanced around the trees, "Know it or not, the elves will be unlikely to give it up to us." Kara's lips split into a savage smirk, "Not a problem." "Oh?" Kara drew Bloodbane and moved to the side as an arrow shot past. The trees came alive as an elven archer pointed his bow at the three humans. The white haired male wore only leather pants and boots. His slender chest, along with the rest of him, was pale and shimmered like a frozen lake in the sun. His ears were pointed and his eyes were larger than a humans, not unsightly but simply structured differently. His bow was pointed right at a grinning Kara. "A good welcome, elf." "Thieves are not wanted in our land. Desecraters even more so." Kara tilted her head toward her companions, completely unconcerned with the arrow at her heart, "We haven't even done anything yet, have we?" Jared shook his head. Caren stepped up and tried to diffuse the situation. "Peace, Snow Elf. We mean your people no harm." "No one that comes seeking Luna's gift ever means no harm." So they did know about the Cuirass. So much for quietly taking it. Kara shrugged, "Maybe they don't like being welcomed with arrows? Humans might shoot them at each other a lot, but at least we can get around to a handshake." The elf did not lower his bow. Before Caren could speak again Kara was sprinting toward his tree. The Snow Elf let loose the arrow the moment she moved. The Huntress leapt to the side and threw one of her silver daggers at the tree. It sunk into the wood next to the elf, doing nothing more than distracting him before he drew and fired his next arrow. This one struck Kara right in the chest, and through it. Shock registered on the elf as Kara faded away only for another Kara to be seen flitting among the trees. "Illusions, the tools of a thief!" The Snow Elf jumped nimbly from tree to tree after Kara. As he landed on a branch three Huntresses tossed daggers at him. The elf simply fell backward and hung from the branch with his legs hooked. His first sight was the real Kara, a grin on her face and her eyes blazing with zeal, jumping right at him with her red bladed rapier thrusting out. Bloodbane was a cursed weapon last owned by the Vampire Lord Andre, who Kara killed at the age of eighteen. It was her proof to killing the Lord and her trademark. The curse was one of instant death, so long as two things happened. The strike must touch the heart of the enemy, and it must be the tip of Bloodbane that does it. Living or undead both fell to that curse. This elf would be no different. A sound came from near them; a second later an arrow struck Bloodbane and broke its direction. The blade grazed the elf's arm as both of them went to the ground. Caren and Jared ran up to Kara as more elves appeared. Unlike the first one, they wore light chest plates of enchanted ice and their bows and swords matched the make. Several of those bows were aimed at all four of them as an elf wearing an open blue robe walked forward. The robed elf looked at them with a slightly bemused and annoyed look before bowing, "I am Rolastran, of the Crystal Forest. Please forgive the impudence of Aldran here." Not waiting for a reply, Rolastran glared at Aldran, "And as for you. We have told you repeatedly not to play the part of a soldier. This is the fourth time in months you have felt the need to take matters into your own hands." "But Counciler, they..." "Yes, yes I already know. Scouts, REAL scouts, have been following them since they arrived. That does not excuse you any more than it does them." Aldran was silent as the Counciler turned to Kara, "It may be late for this, but I welcome you to our forest, Huntress. You as well, human servant of the Moon." His words were polite, but laced with elven condensation for the humans. Caren bowed stiffly, "The pleasure is ours, Snow Elf of Luna." Rolastran nodded in acceptance and clapped his hands. The soldiers brought Aldran to his feet and surrounded the humans, "Now, let us meet with our peers and talk. You have much to explain, humans." - Ice, ice everywhere. The homes, bridges, statues, and even lanterns were crafted from ice. Including the open council they stood before. The elves had no name for their city. Crystal Forest was their domain, so all of the forest was their city. The five councilers sat on thrones of ice arranged in a circle of ice. Three men and two women. Elven women looked like the males, though their female proportions were much slimmer than humans. All of them had the white hair of those blessed by Luna, all Snow Elves did. And so they had treated Caren, a Lunar Monk, oddly. They felt themselves superior servants of the Moon Goddess, but at they also respected someone blessed by their deity. Jared well seen as an average human, though some of the women looked at his strong frame in interest. In the end it was Kara that got the most attention. Even the reclusive elves had heard of the woman that stalked the vampires. As servants of Luna and ancient enemies of the vampire, the elves saw her as an interesting human. A wild, offensive, but interesting human. It also meant they knew why there were here. "The Lunar Cuirass." Rolastran sat at the foremost throne as head of the council "You come for the treasure of our people. You cannot have it." Kara frowned in annoyance, but Caren held up her hand, "It is not as if we are looking to sell it off for wealth. It is needed." A female councilor brushed them off, "Yes, you have already tried to tell us that you were sent here. By Luna no less. Absurd. The Cuirass has been ours for ages. Luna did not call for it even during the collapse of the last united human kingdom. You would have us believe that the Goddess wants this dark human to have it?" Caren glanced at Kara in worry, but she didn't look offended. In fact she seemed mildly flattered by the name. They were being difficult. But now Caren believed she knew why her vision had been so detailed. Luna was with her, "Luna showed me where it is. A lake in a cavern, hidden under an old ruin." The council was silent until Rolastran spoke, "How do you know that? No human, or elf beyond this council, even know where it is kept." Caren smiled in victory, "I do not know why Luna showed us this. I can only assume she sees it as a way to our goal." Another councilor looked that them, "Your goal? Any goal of the Huntress must end in death." Kara spoke now, standing arrogantly as she made her claim, "I am going to kill the Vampire Lord Narkin. I have no idea what your Goddess made me come here for." "Narkin!?" The council burst to life at the name, and Kara's flippant tone toward their deity. "You seek the most powerful vampire?" Caren nodded, "He attempted to kidnap the Huntress for some reason. I sought Luna's guidance, and was shown the Cuirass." Rolastran settled into his seat and sighed, "I see. I think I understand our Lady's will now. Narkin is ancient. He earned his solitude by defeating the other Lords and showing them he was beyond their undead politics. He has been silent in the north for ages. The Goddess must believe that that silence is going to break soon." Huntress of the Night Ch. 02 "So you will give us the Cuirass?" Rolastran smiled faintly, "We will not deny Luna's will, but it is not for us to just give you the armor. It is guarded by the lake." The humans looked at each other in understanding, "A guardian." "Correct. The lake reflects the darkest nature of whoever seeks the Cuirass. It will not yield the relic until that dark reflection is defeated." Caren looked to Kara in question. The Huntress nearly shook with anticipation. - The trip was short. The ruins were of an old Temple of Luna. It fell into ruin ages ago, but never rebuilt. The council felt that the large building drew too much attention to the cavern and so used the ruins as a cover. Now the group entered the secret entrance in the ruins and into the cavern. It was night, and the moonlight shone down on the lake from the hole in the cavern. The waters were still, the air was still, everything was still and waiting. Waiting for the black haired woman that strode up to the edge. Caren and Jared stayed near the entrance. They were not forbidden to help, but only Kara could summon the guardian. The Huntress stopped near the edge and gazed into the water. For a moment nothing happened. Then the violet eyed woman in the reflection winked. Something burst out of the water and swung as Kara. The hunter crouched and swung Bloodbane at the enemy. The magic blade cut the thing but did nothing more. The thing, she could see, was a large tentacle. As more came out of the water, it amounted to ten tentacles. They were, to her disappointment, far too large for human intercourse. Shame, not every day that you could literally fuck yourself. Kara looked at them and noticed that the tentacles were not all over the place, they were connected to something under the water. Her target. Caren gasped as the guardian came forth. The lake summoned the inner darkness of the challenger, this was Kara's? Well, with her libido it made some sense. She had been expecting a dark version of Kara, not a monster. The elves didn't specify HOW the guardian manifested. Jared drew out his sword, "Come on." Caren nodded and held her amulet. At her prayer, five arrows of silver light shot out of her other hand and struck a tentacle. Jared and Kara charged, swinging and stabbing at any tentacle that came at them. They kept hitting, but the tentacles never let up. Finally Kara snarled, ran forward, and dived into the lake. Caren was stunned as the Huntress vanished into the water, but a yell from Jared snapped her back into action. "Idiotic tramp!" Silver arrows flew forth and hit one of the tentacles about to strike Jared. Suddenly the things stopped writhed about then stopped dead. One by one they fell into the water and faded. A ripple in the water put them back on guard. Something was tossed onto the ground, half of a body. The long black hair and ample chest belonged to Kara, the red eyes that stared up to the moon was not. The real Kara came out of the water next, glowing in the moonlight. Literally. Her leather bodice was gone in place of a silver cuirass. The armor fit her upper body perfectly. The pauldrons also seemed molded around her shoulders . Flowing symbols of the moon and night covered the Solar Cuirass. Jared and Caren ran up to her and the dead Kara in wonder. "Who..." Kara glanced at the dead her and shrugged, "The guardian. Had to cut her in half to stop the tentacles. Couldn't stab her heart with those things swinging around." Jared looked at her body, "It didn't hurt you?" Kara held up her arm and smirked, "Got me bad here. But it started healing once the Cuirass came on." Caren nodded in understanding, "Luna's protection. I believe the Cuirass provides healing to the owner. It goes beyond a bet that you need the moon to power it." Kara grunted and tapped the pauldrons in interest, "It's nice, but is this really worth it instead of just going to Castle Narkin?" "You can't." The voice was Kara's, and came from behind them. They looked on as the guardian lifted her head and smirked, "Well done, warrior. Luna blesses you." Caren relaxed. The guardian was meant to protect the Cuirass until it was claimed. It had no ill will toward them. The dark Kara continued, "Luna bids you to face Narkin, and cleanse the night of his evil. But the way in blocked." Kara growled, "Typical. What does the lady up in the moon want us to do?" The guardian did not seem offended as it spoke, "Narkin is far older and stronger than any vampire alive. To face him now is death...or worst. His castle is guarded by an eternal snowstorm that hides him from the world. Before the strongest can fall, the weaker peers must fall." Jared glanced at Kara, who seemed to have lost any annoyance, before speaking, "The other Vampire Lords?" "Yes. Each of them possesses an artifact of the gods. One fell already. Excluding Narkin, there are three Lords left. When the deeds are done, bring the four relics to Skyfang. The way to Narkin will open." Caren was about to ask her more, but the guardian simply melted into water. Its duty was apparently done. The monk turned to the Huntress and was not surprised to see raw joy in her eyes at her quest. She had always dreamed of doing it. To kill the Vampire Lords. She had never gotten to it though. Andre was the weakest of the Lords, and while he was still far stronger than any human it meant the others were simply beyond her. But with the Cuirass and her companions, she finally had at least a shot at it. Kara looked up to the moon and nodded her head. It may have been the most respectful thing she had done to a divine. - The elves were cheerful when they saw the Lunar Cuirass shining in the night. They would have infinitely preferred an elf to wear it, but the omens were too favorable to care. Luna had spoken after all. So the three humans were welcomed into a small feast to the moon. Feast meant something slightly different for the two races. Kara looked down as the silver plate of berries, fruits, and small strips of meat. She had been hoping for some more meat, any meat. It's a damn forest full of game, use it! Caren and Jared took it better than their friend as they ate. After reluctantly downing some berries Kara sighed, "So, which one is first?" Jared shrugged, "There are only three left before Narkin. The question is which one is less suicidal with just the Cuirass?" Kara snorted. This thing truly evened the odds for her. Hunting at night was now much less dangerous if this thing healed her with the moon out. A healing power no vampire naturally had. Kara glanced over at the Cuirass in satisfaction. The silver armor was resting on a table for the elves to fawn over. Kara just sat there in her purple robe, parted at the chest a bit to show off. She hoped to find someone to celebrate with tonight. The monk entered the conversation, "The most active Lord I suppose. One that has more known about him than the others. It would be better to fight that Lord and one totally unknown." Kara knew who it was. She considered him a lot more troublesome than the others despite his openness, "Andre was the most active Lord. With him dead, Lord Toreg has been the most public." "Toreg?" Caren apparently hadn't heard of him. "The Beast Master. He has spent his unlife taming and breeding beasts. Dread wolves, werewolves, bears and such." Caren was awed at that, "It doesn't sound like he needs an artifact. But which one does he have?" Jared looked up to see both women looking at him, "Hmmm?" The Huntress smirked, "Well, scholar of Jar? They say Toreg moves with the speed of ten werewolves. Don't tell me all those books didn't have something useful in them?" Jared ignored Kara's taunts as usual. He simply munched on some thin meat and thought it over. He did indeed know something of the divine relics; Jar had at least one himself. "It may be the Boots of the North Wind. Made by Inverno, God of Winter. The Boots are said to let its user move and jump with speeds no human or monster could achieve. I don't know what use a Vampire Lord interested in beasts would have for it." Kara shrugged, "Doesn't matter. We go, kill every werewolf in his castle, and send Toreg to join Andre." Caren was about to retort when Kara stood up and walked away. The Huntress had her eyes trained on an elven woman not far away. Kara had noticed her glancing at the black haired human for some time, a look she knew well. Sure enough, the pale skin turned red as the elf noticed Kara approaching. She looked like most of the other elven women. For such a superior race they lacked creativity for themselves. She had blue eyes and long white hair. Her body reminded Kara of Caren, if not slightly fuller. Like the other women, she wore a long white skirt and a white band wrapped her pert breasts. The woman looked about to say something when Kara reached her. Kara simply grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the trees. The elf was surprised, but didn't struggle as she was led from the crowd. Far enough in Kara turned, pushed the elf against a tree, and kissed her passionately. The elf made a muffled noise of shock as Kara forced her tongue into her mouth. The woman squirmed for a moment before settling down and returned the kiss. After kissing for a minute they parted and Kara smiled. "What's your name?" "Samanda." The elf said breathlessly. Kara's hands roamed around Samanda's body, "I bet this is your first time with a human." Samanda nodded and sighed as the human's hands cupped her ass and squeezed, "You the first human woman I have ever seen." "Then let's make it good." Kara kissed Samanda again as her hands went elsewhere. One pushed up the chest band and palmed her breasts while the other hand slipped under the skirt and gently rubbed her pussy. Her body was slightly cool as if really made of ice, but it wasn't uncomfortable. The elf's hands roamed Kara as well. Kara must be as exotic and new to her as the elf was to the Huntress. Kara let Samanda go and knelt down, her hands slid down the slender body as she went. Samanda watched in anticipation as her skirt was lifted up and Kara saw her wet pussy. "Well aren't you excited." Samanda blushed, "I have not been with many others. There are few girls here who prefer their own over men." Little opportunity for sex? Kara couldn't imagine it, "Let's tide you over for a while." Kara licked at the lower lips quickly before sticking her fingers in. Samanda gasped as two digits entered her, followed by a third. The three fingers moved in and out of her as a quick pace that matched her quick breathing. Low moans filled the trees as Kara worked the elf's body to a heat that could just barely be equal to humans. Samanda whined as the fingers withdrew, but she quickly got over it as Kara removed her robe and boots. Samanda quickly stripped as well. Once her partner was bare Kara directed her to lay on the ground. She climbed on top of the elf and held her pussy just over Samanda's face. Kara got to work on Samanda's pussy before the elf could figure out what was happening. Her tongue dove in and skillfully ate her out. Samanda moaned in pleasure before gently probing Kara with her tongue. She seemed a bit more experienced in this part, and soon the two women were working the other to a climax. Samanda felt her orgasm coming and began to tongue Kara faster than before. Rather than respond, Kara quickly lifted herself up. "Wha...." The elf looked up at the grinning human in with sexual frustration. The violet eyed Huntress used her legs to open Samanda's and straddled her. When their pussies rubbed together a jolt ran up the elf's spine. Kara figured she would like this more. She grounded her pussy against Samanda and kissed teasingly at her white neck. Samanda's whole body was on fire as the human rubbed against her. Kara felt her own orgasm coming and pushed against the elf frantically. The two came close to each other; Samanda followed closely by Kara released their juices on each other and the ground. Kara rolled off her lover and whistled in contentment, "Not bad at all." Samanda blushed before sitting up, "I...I have to go. My father will be noticing I'm gone." Kara nodded and sat up as well. She reached out and pulled Samanda into another kiss. "If I am ever around, I'll be sure to look you up." Samanda blushed deeper. Kara waved her off in goodbye as she gathered up her clothes and dashed off into the trees. The Huntress just settled back down against a tree and gazed lazily at the moon. She wasn't very sure Luna enjoyed the sight, but not even a Goddess could complain right now. Not when tomorrow would lead Kara to the western castle of Lord Toreg, and the vampire's death. The thought brought a savage smile to Kara's lips. "Wha...." The elf looked up at the grinning human in with sexual frustration. Huntress of the Night Looks like she was right. Maybe she should have brought Caren and Jared after all. "What, you guys not doing it for eachother anymore?" The leader had apparently had enough of her insults. Grabbing her long black hair, he pulled Kara up to his member. When she did not open her mouth he only twisted her hair around. Finally the pain built up and Kara gasped in pain. The lead vampire shoved his cock into her mouth and began rocking his hips. Kara had, in her line of work, had to take quite a few vampire dicks before. As she had learned, those cocks only get bigger as the vampire ages. Some sick joke by whatever it is that spawned vampirism. As the vampire gripped her head and forced it down on his cock, she could guess he was a fairly old one. Soon he had his hips and her mouth moving in rhythm as he face fucked her. Kara was breathing through her nose to help keep her face as neutral as possible. The vampire groaned in pleasure as he pushed more of his cock into her mouth, she was amazing. Feeling that he was coming close, he picked up the pace. Once he was as far into her as he could go he climaxed. Kara made gagging noises into his cock as vampire cum filled her mouth. A squeeze on the head told her the way out and she swallowed as much as she could. Satisfied, the vampire pulled out of her mouth and pushed her onto the ground. As Kara gasped for breath the leader stroked his still hard member. "Well Huntress, how was that?" Taking a deep breath, Kara spit some leftover cum at his foot, "I've had better." The leader clenched his fist before sneering, "Yes, I bet Lord Andre showed you a very good time before you somehow managed to kill him." Kara shrugged the best she could, offering him an arrogant smirk, "He wasn't bad, shame he was even worst at fighting as he was at sex. Might still be what you things consider alive." "Insolent little....." The lead vampire nodded to the others, who fell on her eagerly. One of them rolled her on her back and focused her legs open. The other knelt down by her face and forced his dick into her mouth just as the other pushed aside her black panties. Kara could feel his member parting her entrance teasingly before pushing into her. The two vampires began moving together, the cock in her mouth pumping after every thrust into her pussy. Together they loosened her bodice and pulled open her robe to gawk and grope her bare breasts. The lead vampire seemed to like this enough to straddle her stomach and press her breasts against his cock. "Look at his, the mighty Huntress being fucked like some common whore!" Kara did not have much to say to this; since the large cock in her mouth only let muffled moans come out. If Kara had to say what her weakness was, it was her sex drive. She hated vampires with a passion, but her other passion was ecstatic as her pussy was drilled by an equally big cock. Besides, she had been in this situation before. She would get out of this eventually; best to let the sex drive take over. Her legs wrapped around the vampire fucking her and pushed him against her, urging his cock deeper into her wet pussy. The vampire happily answered with deep and fast thrusts that made her moan loudly into his friend. Her tongue began sliding and wrapping around his cock, sucking it eagerly as he groaned in pleasure. The lead vampire was on his own, but seemed content with rubbing her tits as her breasts encased his thrusting rod. With a willing woman it didn't take long for them to reach their limit. The leader came first, rubbing her breasts against his rod until he pulled off and came on her breasts and collarbone. Moments later the second vampire filled her mouth for the second time that night, forcing her to swallow it as well. Vampire cum had a noticeable taste Kara could only describe as 'dusty'. While the other two fell away the third one wasn't done yet. He had his cock buried in the pussy of the Huntress and he wanted to make it count. Lifting her hips up he renewed his movement and thrust deeper into her. With her mouth free Kara moaned loudly as she rocked her hip against him in frenzy. If nothing else the stamina and size of a vampire were good for something. The vampire made sure he was buried in her pussy before he came. The feeling of him filling her up with cum sent Kara into her own load orgasm as her pussy squeezed all the seed out of his cock. The vampire pulled out of her with a grunt and lay on the floor. Sitting up, the lead vampire lilted her face toward him, "How was that, slut?" "Still had better. Andre at least had some technique." Truthfully it wasn't that bad. Her well fucked pussy rarely felt this good, but she wouldn't tell her prey that. The vampire snarled and stood up, "Your arrogance is misplaced. But the day is still young, and we will have hours to fuck it out of you before nightfall." She did not show it, but Kara had picked something up in that sentence. Why were they keeping her alive? Sure this was not new to her by any stretch. Every vampire that got lucky and caught her, without fail, decided to have sex with her. Some pride thing she supposed. But they all intended to kill her, as the killing of a Vampire Lord required. The moment she killed Andre she had a death sentence on her among the bloodsuckers. Why were these guys waiting for nightfall and what then? Well, she figured at least one would have to be kept alive to tell her. Kara was about to say so when the cave lit up with silver light. A barrage of silver arrows struck the vampires with holy energy. Almost instantly the three turned to dust and scattered across the floor. Looking up from her place on the ground, Kara smiled as Caren walked up, her arm still up and amulet glowing from her magic. Jared was close behind, scanning the room for any survivors. Instead they found Kara on the ground, bound, and covered in vampire cum. "So, who wants to cut me loose?" - By the time Kara returned to the cave from her dip in the river, Jared has searched the place for clues. The two had been looking for her when they spotted the silver knife and heard the sounds of sex from the cave. Once free, Kara had thanked the two for their assistance and left them so she could clean the mess off her. Like Kara, Jared did not believe that the vampires had acted alone, this was a set up. As Kara retrieved her equipment, Jared grunted in satisfaction. "A letter." He said as he held up a yellowed piece of paper. Opening it he quickly looked over the message and whistled. "What?" Caren stepped closer, silently marveling as always that Kara recovered so quickly from such a shameful experience. Kara had once claimed that it was years of practice, the moon servant could be the same if she wanted practice. "Orders for the five of them. Step up their activities in the area and draw the Huntress. Capture her and bring her alive to Castle Narkin. Says they can do whatever they want with her body, but not to kill or turn her." "Narkin?" Caren had never heard of it, and Jared shook his head as well. They both turned to a slightly wide-eyed Kara, "You know the name?" "Yea, it's a castle on the northern coast. Way past the mountains and civilized land. Home of Vampire Lord Narkin." "Never heard of him, and my time with Jar offered a lot on the Lords." "Supposed to be the very definition of the word recluse. No one has apparently seen him in centuries. He would probably be the most powerful Lord if he actually did something." Caren looked over the note, "Why is he so interested in you then?" Kara shrugged, "I have killed a lot of vampires, including a Lord. Might have known a few of them. Well, let's head back to town and get ready then." Caren raised a brow at the rather easy announcement, "Ready?" "Yep. We have a long trip if we are going to reach Castle Narkin before we die." - The whole trip back was Caren and Kara arguing. As usual the monk was saying that they had no information at all on Narkin, how to reach a point of Haron that almost no one visited anymore, or even how to make it through the mountains. Kara remained firm in the fact that Narkin was a Vampire Lord, he was very dangerous regardless of his lack of action, and that the Huntress was not going to let some bloodsucking relic of a man get away with having his men rape her. Comments from Jared that she had gone in on her own and that she had gotten into the rape were brushed aside. It was getting dark by the time they returned to the inn. Caren had split off, saying she was going to look into their journey. She had done this often enough that Kara stopped wondering about it. As Kara and Jared relaxed in their room, she had other things on her mind. Jared lay on his bed and was busy looking over one of his maps when the sound of something hitting the floor made him look up. Kara had undone her bodice and was now pulling off her boots. He knew where this was going, her violet eyes danced with lust as she tossed her boots aside. "Really?" Kara shrugged and slid out of her robe before walking up to him. Jared never failed to admire the sight of Kara's naked body. If he had to say it, he had a thing for large breasts. Having watched Kara grow from a flat little girl to an ample woman was one reason he stuck around when her less flattering traits came out. "Jar's sake, Kara. Didn't you just get filled up today?" Kara slid onto the bed and straddled him, letting him feel her naked pussy against his pants. Unsurprisingly, she was already wet. "Didn't mean it satisfied me. My body might like any big cock that gets shoved in it, but I prefer a nice warm one then some ashy monster. Besides..." Kara unbuttoned his pants and fished out his dick. It may not match up to some vampires, but Jared's package was one of the biggest human ones she had, "We haven't done it in weeks." Jared shrugged, but did not stop her as she stroked his length, "I don't have the near constant libido you do." Partly true. It was impossible to deny that Kara was a fine female, but he felt slightly uncomfortable having sex with his childhood friend. Plus Kara tended to have a dominating aspect during sex that had earned Caren's displeasure. Mostly, he just did not have the same interest in sex that Kara did. He preferred his books and studies. "Too bad for you I know how to get you in the mood." As usual Jared offered no protest; he figured it wasn't going to change anything. Instead he watched as Kara sandwiched his dick between her breasts. Oh yes, she knew his little fetish very well. If he remembered right, it was one of the main reasons he agreed to sleep with her. Kara felt him twitch in anticipation as she moved her bust up and down his rod, already enjoying the feeling of his warm cock against her skin then that lifeless vampire. She smothered his dick for a while before pressing her breasts against his base and swirling her tongue around his head. Jared groaned from the not entirely bad feeling of her breasts against his balls. By now Kara had taken his dick into her mouth and was bobbing restlessly. Damn this woman knew what to do. As he felt the pressure building up Jared tapped her head as a signal. Kara let go of his cock and sat up before slowly lowering herself onto him. Once his head was in her, Kara pushed down and buried his cock into her pussy with a load moan, one shared by Jared as she moved up and down. Despite his many issues with their sexual relationship, Jared loved the sight of Kara impaled on his cock and bouncing and down. Well, the sight of her breasts moving more than anything. Kara was worn out from her time with the vampires and Jared did not have much stamina for Kara's rough sex, so they reached their point quickly. "Kara..." The Huntress got the message and climbed off him before leaning back down and blowing him again. It only look a few moments with her tongue to make Jared burst. As Kara gulped up his cum, an open fetish she developed on her first romp with Jared, she fingered herself into her own climax. Glowing with satisfaction Kara crawled up and lay beside Jared. Jared fixed his pants before finding the Huntress asleep at last. She always seemed the most peaceful as she slept, a softness Jared rarely saw since she lost her parents. Her single minded hatred for vampires saw to that. But at least he had helped her find some peace in his own way. That should keep her quiet for the night at least. His duty to his friend done, Jared went back to his maps. Haron was a large land and the castle was at the most northern tip. Jar help them all. - Caren figured that Kara was jumping Jared's bones right now. Impossible woman, how on earth could she still think about sex after being violated by vampires? The Huntress was the most unpredictable being the monk had ever known. Yet here she sat in the snow, working to help Kara. The moon was casting its cold and pure light down on the forest, a sign of Luna's favor to the north. Casting Kara out of her mind, Caren grasped her amulet and prayed. "Divine Luna, Goddess of the Moon, Guardian of the Night. Shine your rays down on your servant, and guide me to our goal. The world bathes in the light of the moon, show me the path to banishing evil from the night." A prayer of sight, asking Luna aid the person to find a path from a Goddess who illuminated every path on earth. As a full cleric of Luna, Caren's prayers meant more than a common mortal. Even more so with her company. For reasons Caren would never understand, Luna seemed to favor Kara. It was the only way to explain the Huntress' good luck while working at night. Vampires were supreme at that time, but while Kara seemed to get fucked by her prey a lot, she still ended up slaying them. Caren believed that Luna would look favorably on Kara's insane quest to kill Narkin. The vision that hit her proved her right. The forest vanished in a flash of silver light. The blinding light condensed under she could make out a cuirass, a flawless silver cuirass engraved with ancient symbols. The cuirass sunk into a lake lighted by moonlight. Caren's vision extended into the large cavern the lake was center off. Then she rose up, through the hole into foreign open temple. She recognized symbols of Luna, showing this place to be a temple to the moon. She rose higher, up into the air. The temple became a speck in a great forest in eastern Haron. Caren recognized the forest and groaned as the vision ended. As Caren lay in the snow, reeling from the vision, she groaned in annoyance again. Elves. The forest of the Snow Elves. They had to travel to the land of those arrogant, conservative, and stuck up elves. With the prideful, shameless, and very loose Kara. Luna help them all.