The bullets from the crude Ork weapons filled the air. The sound of battle was all around her. She was Iyanna Arienal and she had decided, once and for all, to destroy the Ork menace that was plaguing the Maiden World of Tireal. Some of the Ork mob managed to break through the Guardian lines and made their way straight to Iyanna and her bodyguard. Seeing the half-a-dozen Orks raise their shootas and aimed at Iyanna, her bodyguard of Wraithblades stepped forward and presented their wrists across their chest. The bullets hit home, but were dispersed by the Forceshields the Wraithblades were wearing. Iyanna turned to her constant Wraithlord companion and gave a small nod, acknowledging the command, the Wraithlord raised its shuriken cannons and opened fire. The mono-discs flew through the air and collided with the dumbstruck Orks; tearing off limbs and heads as it did so, until nothing but a bloody pile of body parts remained. Iyanna surveyed the scene, her forces were just about holding the line, but were unable to make any progress towards ending the battle. Turning away to support the Guardian squads on to her west, she was interrupted by a call from behind. 

“My lady! The Orkz have been spotted to the east! They're mounted on their crude bikes! They threaten to over-run us if we don't do something!” the Autarch pointed towards the fertile plains to the east, hidden behind a small ridge. Iyanna gritted her teeth, she was unable to pull anybody from the fight to counter this new threat “Sian, as you can see, we are hard pressed as it is, can you please explain how we missed this threat?” Iyanna questioned. “I am unsure, my Lady, our scouts mention they are not the same Orks we are fighting here,” Autarch Sian Windblade replied hesitantly. “Well, how long before they arrive?” Iyanna continued, looking at her forces, trying to see if any could be moved. “Less than five minutes, they're going to be slowed by the forest in the centre of the plain, but after that there is nothing else in their path.” Sian relayed, hefting his blade to his shoulder. Iyanna pondered the situation for a moment before deciding on her course of action “Very well, order every 5th member of the Guardian squads to the ridge, plus every second support weapon platform from the entire force. You and I will also accompany them and hope both lines will hold,” Iyanna motioned toward the ridge and her Wraithblades and Wraithlord made their way to defensive positions along the ridge. “My lady, I fear this will cause the loss of many lives, I would personally suggest we retreat and gather new reinforcements from Iyanden,” Sian suggested with a worried tone.
“Thank you for your council, but we have already spent the lives of many Eldar on this mission, retreating now will make all our gains here worthless. We are within site of our goal, I will not risk the Tears being destroyed, lost or desecrated by the Ork menace.” Iyanna replied, following her bodyguards towards the ridge, “I expect you to do your duty and follow my orders” she angrily replied. “Yes, my lady, as you wish” Sian replied, bowing slightly and making his way to the battle lines to gather the forces for the defense.

The forces arrayed themselves on the ridge, the sound of battle was behind them, each side had been fighting for hours, with hundreds of Ork deaths for each Eldar, but the Orkz were still streaming out of the barricade surrounded, captured Eldar temple. The Temple itself contained many wondrous Eldar wonders, but the Orkz had been attracted to the potential materials for their weapons. However, unknown to both the previous Eldar owners and the Orkz themselves, the Temple contained something much more valuable. The Tears of Morai-Hag; the gemstones that Iyanna had been hunting for a long time. The Tears themselves were rumoured to be inlaid into the central statue, in the eye-sockets. Iyanna had heard the rumour from Eldar Corsairs and was determined to find out if this was the truth, the cost in Eldar lives and supplies would be worth it and her followers understood this. The Orkz had barricaded themselves inside the Temple, a small Clan known as the 'Da Good Gitz, attempting to increase their reputation, they had invaded the lightly defended Maiden World and had established a stronghold in the Temple to launch raids. While comparatively small, they were still a formidable opponent, compromising of many thousands of Orkz. As Iyanna thought of her prize, she ordered the erection of defences on the ridge and the best firing positions for the approaching horde. As the minutes pasted, the sound of battle began to be drowned out by the sound of engines, the Ork bikers were approaching fasted, having cleared the forest, they had sped up to get into the fight. Through the dust being kicked up by the wheels, Iyanna and her forces managed to make out scores of bikes heading towards them. If she couldn't hold the line here, her forces would be encircled and cut down. She readied herself and prepared for the battle to come.

As the bikers continued their relentless approach, the settling dust they had kicked up revealed dozens of Ork Wartrukks, filled to the brim with Ork Boyz, including many hanging off the side of the Wartrukks. Iyanna's heart jumped into her throat and she quickly turned her head towards Sian, who had done so to her. Nothing needed to be said, it was clear Iyanna was asking “Where did they come from?”. Knowing she was unable to fight such a force, she prepared to rally her forces into a retreat. However, before she could utter a word, several of the Wartrukks exploded into a great fireballs, looking to the sky, Iyanna made out the looming and graceful form of a Vampire Hunter, firing it's weapons into the other Wartrukks attempting to swerve around the craters left by huge weapon blasts. The Vampire Hunter was followed swiftly by multiple groups of Crimson Hunters, firing into the Ork biker mobs. Turning around to her other battle line, she made out the multiple forms of Vampire Raiders disgorging scores of Guardians, Dire Guardians and Vaul weapon platforms. Ordering her makeshift defense squad, she ordered them back to the other lines to help support the rapidly advancing forces, as she arrived and saw the Orkz falling back towards their barricades, she heard a familiar voice from behind, “Well, am I going to get a 'thank you'?”, Iyanna turned around, ready to face the smug sounding voice from behind “Yriel, what are YOU doing here?” Iyanna blustered, both annoyed and relieved at his appearance. “I'm doing what I've been doing for several solar weeks, fighting these Orkz” the Eldar Prince replied, smiling smugly as he made his way slowly towards her, his spear in hand. “What are you talking about? I have had no reports of such activity and you were nowhere to be seen when we arrived in orbit. Is lying is common for an Outcast?” Iyanna replied, pointing her spear towards Yriel, blocking his path towards her.

“My dearest Iyanna, I have fought Orks across the galaxy, if there is one thing they love more than speed, is a good fight. I have been attacking every couple of solar days, whittling their forces down, whilst avoiding the one thing which you failed to account for. The harder you fight, the more will come looking for it, hence why that other clan appeared on your flank. Your last day of fighting enticed them and it nearly caused your doom” Yriel spoke with a mixture of seriousness and gloating as he pushed the raised staff head of Iyanna down. Iyanna thought of this revelation and accepted its soundness, but dared not admit it.

“Regardless, Yriel, I do not posses the luxury of time. I don't have the resources or the lives of Eldar to fight protracted battles. Nor do I have the time to waste in my mission. I'm sure playing pirate is fun, but some of us have important missions to fulfill, mainly making sure our race survives, or have you forgotten?” Iyanna spat angrily at Yriel, annoyed at his arrogance and cavalier attitude.
“Quite the opposite, I care more for the lives of our people than some of our leaders, hence why I decided to use a method of attack which would cost the least in Eldar lives, do not question my desire to return our race to its zenith.” Yriel  replied, his eyes shooting daggers towards Iyanna. The two stayed locked in eye contact, a staring contest only broken by the words of Sian “My lady... And lord, the Orks have retreated behind their barricades, we should press the attack before they can regroup, plus, if my lord is correct, the arrival of more,” Sian spoke. “You're right, let us complete our mission and move on.” Iyanna continued, breaking eye contact with Yriel reluctantly and making her way towards the battle lines preparing to assault the crude Orkish barricades. She had not stepped five paces before Yriel spoke “Seeing as you are in a rush, perhaps we could make this cleanup operation slightly more enjoyable. You're obviously here for something, so give me this amusement.” Yriel asked calmly, making his way towards Iyanna. "What do you propose?” Iyanna asked, unsure of this event, but unwilling to back down against Yriel.

“Well, as I am sure you are aware, the Orkz are always led by a Warboss. Kill him and the Orkz will be in disarray until somebody takes his place, enough time for us to remove their threat from this world and for you to do whatever it is you want to do.” Yriel continued, pointing towards the Temple “He is going to be in there, preparing for the assault. I propose we have a race, a race to kill the creature first. If you win, I will not only allow you claim of this victory, but I will also provide a map to a rumoured Tear of Morai-Hag” he spoke with seriousness and a cool calm. Iyanna pondered for a moment, the claim of victory wasn't a matter she was interested in, but the possible location of another Tear would mean the loss of lives here much easier to cope with, she turned her head to meet Yriel who had stopped beside her, he did not mimic this response, but continued staring at the barricades which were being pounded by weapon fire “And what do you get if you win?” Iyanna asked, curious of what a pirate could want from a Temple “Something simple, really. If I win, you will follow my every command for the rest of the day. Without fail. If you don't, I will consider the bet broken and I will spread it around how you broke your word. Doing so would make finding followers that much more difficult” Yriel smiled, turning now to face Iyanna, “So, do we have a deal?” he spoke, outstretching his hand, which Iyanna just looked at, “Oh, yes, this is a human way of sealing a proposal, or 'bet' as they call them.” Iyanna looked at the outstretched hand, then towards the barricades, she knew where the Warboss would be and she certainly had the forces to face him, but Yriel's request was worrisome, however, the chance of having the location of another Tear, even a fragment, was worth the risk. “Fine” she spoke, lightly shaking Yriel's hand before turning to Sian. “Gather the troops, we make an assault immediate” before turning towards the battle lines and making her way towards them, her Wraithguard and Wraithlord following in her wake “Remember Iyanna, you made this deal in front of an Autarch, I hope you don't break your word” Yriel called out, smiling as he did so, Iyanna spoke out loud to herself “You have to win first”.

Marshalling the arrayed forces, including many of Yriel's forces, she assaulted the barricades. Heavily damaged from Vaul Weapon batteries and the returning Vampire Hunters, Iyanna led the forces into the multiple breaches made. Her Wraithlord companion dealt death wherever it fired, the Orks flooding back towards the final barricade defence line, right outside the entrance to the Temple. Striking Scorpions butchered Ork heavy weapon teams and Warp Spiders destroyed artillery positions on the steps up to the entrance. After an hour of fighting, the final Ork position was broken, while losses had been suffered, the Orks had been completely routed, they fled into the Temple entrance, closing the door behind them, leaving the straggles to be cut down against the door. Iyanna regrouped her forces, turning towards them, having thought over her wager, she had figured out a potential trick by Yriel, it is possible, she thought, that during the fight with the Warboss, that somebody other than her would deal the killing blow, resulting in a loss which Yriel would manipulate to his favor. So, ordering the arranged troops to not attack the Warboss directly, she nodded towards her Wraithlord companion, who leant back and punched the door open. With a crack and tumbling masonry, she marched into the breach, her Wraithguard forming a protective circle around her. The remaining Orkz marshaled a desperate defense, out of fear of the barking presence in the back ground. The Warboss had perched himself on the top of the steps at the back of the Temple, this was the main worshiping site of the ancient building, with intricate designs on the wall behind him. The statue she had came to see was lying on it's side, it had become the seat of the boss, but to her relief, she managed to make out the dust covered gemstones in the statues eye-sockets.

Knowing her prize was there, she ordered the charge, the death of the Warboss would be the icing on the cake. The Eldar forces washed over the defense and quickly was defeated, Iyanna knew that other Orkz were bound to be on their way and she didn't plan to be around for them, the death of the Warboss would result in their disarray and the clean up could be left to Yriel. The Warboss looked down at Iyanna who was surrounded by her Wraithguard at the bottom of the steps “Youz pointy ears ar' good, but you aintz face me befor'. Da ladz will be back soonz and we'll wipe da floor wid ya, assumin I leave any of youz left!” the Warboss roared to the ceiling and Iyanna readied herself, staff in hand, waiting for the Ork to charge down the steps towards her. However, what happened next surprised everybody present, especially the Warboss, as he was roaring to the heavens, he stopped suddenly and uttered a single sentence “Uh'ohz!” Iyanna didn't see what was falling as it happened, but she did see the Warboss cleaved in twain, exploding in a shower of gore, dust kicking up in the air. As the dust settled, Iyanna peered through to the area where the Ork once stood, but instead of an Ork, the laughing form of Prince Yriel was seen, spear in hand “Well Iyanna, it seems I've won!” he spoke before he continued his laughing.


The door to her room opened with silent gracefulness, revealing a wonderfully clean and uncluttered room. The only furniture present was a bedside table with a glowing crystal light on top of it, several exotic plants from various planets and an extremely large bed, easily able to fit four Eldar inside. “Wow, nice room,” Yriel spoke as he stepped inside looking around at the sparseness of it for it's size. “Let us get whatever you want over with Yriel, you asked me to take you to my quarters on my ship, if this is what you wanted me to do, I have done it and the 'bet' is done.” Iyanna said, folding her arms, but not entering the room any further. “Oh no, my dear Iyanna, this isn't the end, only the beginning.” Yriel spoke with hidden intentions, entering the adjacent bathroom he turned on the tap and cupped a handful of water, drank, before taking something out of his pocket, placing it in his mouth and drinking another handful of water, swallowing the object. He excited the room and went and sat on the edge of the bed, leaning back slightly and staring at the cross looking Iyanna, who stood with her arms folding still by the door, “Well? Can you tell me what it is you want so I may continue the mission of saving our race?” she spoke, breaking the silence. Yriel smiled as he spoke “Fine, I want you to suck my penis.” His smile grew wider as he did so. 

Iyanna's mouth opened and her arms fell to her side “I'm sorry, what?” she asked, dumbstruck at the bluntness of the reply “You heard me. I said if I won, you'd do whatever I commanded. I am commanding you to suck my penis. Do you not understand?” he asked as he undid his trousers.
“I heard , you disgusting pirate, I am not doing that, I suggest you leave before I make you leave!” she shouted, pointing to the door.“I'll do no such thing. There was a reason I invited Sian to wait near your room, I would hate to have to inform him you're not following my commands.” Yriel continued, looking at the nonchalantly looking around the room as he spoke, “So, unless you want me to ruin your chances of completing your mission, I suggest you do as I say.” he finished, looking straight at her as he did so.
“You'd ruin the possibility of me saving our race, because I won't follow your debauched requests? Have you forgotten about how we became such a fragmented race? Or do you not care?” she shouted with anger, pacing back and forth as she did so. “Oh I remember, which is why I've limited all such activities, saving countless Eldar lives takes up much of my time. I don't have time to go treasure hunting.” he replied “So, we're both trying to do the same thing. You agreed to the wager, you lost. You got your gemstone, you're one step closer to your goal, I wouldn't ruin its chances over such a minor request.” he spoke, standing up and letting his trousers fall to the floor “So, shall we get started?” he finished, hands on his hips. Iyanna grew hot with fury, his arrogance towards her mission and his ignorance of the past caused her to rage inside, however, her mission was more important that her pride, so she reluctantly accepted what she was about to do mentally. As she sighed and slowly walked towards Yriel, she asked him a question, “I must ask, before I do such a lewd act, how did you not only beat me to the Ork, but manage to kill him in such a way?” she arrived at Yriel, sighed again, steeled her nerves and got onto her knees “Well, since you asked so nicely, I'll tell you.” he looked down at the top of Iyanna's head and saw her lift her hand towards his penis, grasping it with her cold hands. She slowly stroked her hand up and down the shaft, feeling the warmth of the blood rushing throughout the member; the penis began to fill up, gaining erect as it did so, Iyanna maintained a face of complete indifference, her eyes wandering around the room, trying to find anything of interest to keep her attention while she 'performed'. However, while staring at the light emanating from her bed side crystal light, she realised he hand strokes didn't cover the length it had moments before; turning her head back to Yriel's penis, what she saw wasn't normal, at least, not as she could remember them. Not only was the penis itself much longer than a normal male Eldar's, but it was much thicker, it seemed to throb with purpose, “Ah, I see you've noticed. I must say the mon'keighs make some interesting drugs, they're overly concerned about such matters, I thought it would be a good time to try it.” smirked Yriel, grabbing the base of his shaft with his hand “Well, shall we move on to the main event?” he asked, pointing the head onto the lips of the slightly agape mouth of Iyanna.

“You've got to be kidding! There is NO way I'm going to fit that in my mouth. I'm afraid you've wasted your time and whatever it was you took.” she spoke, getting onto one leg to stand up, but was pushed down on her head by Yriel, “I insist you give it a try.” Yriel smiled, holding her head in place to stop her from trying to leave, Iyanna sighed and held the member with both hands and opened her mouth as wide as she could, attempting to insert the enormous object in her mouth, she managed to get the tip inside, tasting the pre-cum on her tongue, she winced as her jaw muscles strained in pain as she forced the hot cock inside her mouth. Managing it, she left out a muffled moan as her breath she had held exhaled around her full mouth, “Well done, shall we get moving?” Yriel asked, looking down at her as she began to move her head back and forth. Her saliva glands filled her mouth and the sound of it splashing against the cock in her mouth made a delightful squishing noise, her muscles in her jaw ached and she was forced to pull the cock out of her mouth and catch her breath, a trail of saliva leaving the her mouth attached to the tip of the gland, she took a deep breath and returned the cock, holding it with one hand as she moved her head back and forth, she was barely managing half it's length and repeatedly had to empty it from her mouth for her mouth to rest. Returning the cock once more into her mouth, she danced her tongue around the engorged head, licking the slit of the urethra with her tongue, flicking her tongue quickly as she could. Iyanna prepared to remove the cock from her mouth once again, slowly pulling her head back as she did so, but this time, Yriel took control. Grabbing the side of her head with both his hands, he thrusted his cock into her mouth; the shock caused Iyanna to exclaim in a muffled way, slapping her hands on his thighs she tried to pull herself free, but his grip was too strong. He forced her head back and forth in rapid motion, his cock hitting the back of her throat with force, the pain causing her to squeeze her eyes as she winced, the back of her throat began to sting with pain as the rapid motion banged the head against it. Iyanna decided to put up with it, she was in no position to free herself and theorized that when he was finished, he would let her go. This was a sound theory, but as the speed of the motion increased and Yriel's breathing increased as he neared climax, with one final thrust, he pulled Iyanna's head all the way up to his groin, so her nose impressed into the skin. His cock had fully entered her mouth, a quarter of it was now lodged in her gullet, Iyanna squirmed and slapped against the body of Yriel, her gag reflex working over-time but unable to shift the massive object stuck there. As she whimpered and mumbled muffled protests, Yriel released a sigh of satisfaction as her ejaculated down her throat, Iyanna could feel his cock throb heavily as it did so, the hot liquid passing down her throat as it did so, tears in her eyes from the pain, Yriel let his grip go and Iyanna pushed herself free, landing on her back. As she coughed up a mixture of semen and saliva, each cough causing her aching throat to rage in pain, she looked at Yriel, tears of pain in her eyes, holding her throat she croaked “Kh-h-aine damn you, Yriel! Wh-hy did you do that?” she collapsed back onto the floor in exhaustion.

“Well, I said you'd do whatever I wanted. I wanted that. I didn't feel like arguing, so I just did it” he spoke sternly as he took the rest of his clothes off, revealing his muscle ripped and scar covered body, as he lay down on the cooling covers of the bed. As Iyanna staggered to her feet, she made her way to the door “Right, get out, I'm done!” she tried her best to raid her voice, but it hurt to do so.
“What are you on about? Who said we are done?” Yriel said as he sat upright on the bed
“What? I did what you wanted, leave me be!” Iyanna protested, a mixture of anger and pleading in her voice.
“Actually, I said you'd do what I wanted till the end of the day. It's still an hour away.” he said, pointing at the automatically adjusting clock based on the nearest sun, which was hanging on the wall facing the bed.
“No, no more, I won't do anything more with you!” Iyanna said, shaking her head, the salty taste of semen in her mouth.

“Good thing it's not going to be me next, then” laughed Yriel as he looked into the doorway of the bathroom. Iyanna followed his gaze and her heart began to race as she saw a completely nude female Eldar in the doorway. “This is Sylandri Veilwalker, a personal friend of mine, she doesn't get out much and has always wanted to... enjoy... the touch of a Craftworld Eldar, female of course.” he smiled, looking back at Iyanna.
“You must be joking. Performing acts for you is one thing, but for another female? A Harlequin at that?” she spoke, unable to take her eyes off the beautiful Eldar before her.
“Good thing she is a patron of the Laughing God, then.” Yriel said as Sylandri made her way over to Iyanna, silent as she did so, her body moving seductively as she did so, her hips moving in a delightful way. “I hope I don't have to call Sian and tell him you're backing out now, after what you've done.” Iyanna stared at Yriel, her anger reaching boiling point, both at herself and at Yriel. Sylandri had already begun removing Iyanna's robe before Iyanna spoke “Fine. This is it though, after this, we're done. No more.” she said, looking back at the beautifully featured Eldar behind her.

As her robe fell to the floor, Sylandri gasped in surprise, Iyanna wore no under-garments and was completely naked too. Iyanna blushed, her tanned face skin blushing heavily as she felt the hand of Sylandri reaching around her waist, stroking her navel area as she did so. While Iyanna's face was tanned from her various planet-side missions, her body was less so, however it was nowhere near as pale as Sylandri's, the contrast noticeable even in the current light. Sylandri placed her hands on Iyanna's hips and began to slowly walk forward, moving Iyanna as she did so, nearing the bed. Moving a hand up Iyanna's body, sending shivers throughout, she placed a hand on her cheek and turned Iyanna's face towards hers. Stopping to lick a spot of cum from Iyanna's lips, Sylandri stuck her tongue into her mouth, wrestling her tongue around Iyanna's, she could taste the saltiness from Yriel's cum. Iyanna resisted, but she really wanted to mimic the actions being dealt to her, but her pride stopped her. Sylandri's hands by now were already on Iyanna's breasts, massaging them deeply, digging her fingers deep into the flesh, feeling the breath of Iyanna's moans as she did so. As she continued to passionately kiss her, Sylandri began to tweak the pink nipples, feeling them harden and enlarge as she did so. “Well, who knew you were so lewd?” Yriel asked, enjoying the show. Iyanna wanted to reply, but her mouth was filled with Sylandri's tongue. Slyandri's left hand began to move down from the breasts, zig-zagging her fingers on the way down until she reached Iyanna's groin, her fingers running through a clump of soft, hazelnut colored pubic hair as she did so, until her fingers touched the lips of Iyanna's vulva. Sylandri could feel the moisture already, running her fingers up and down the slit, spreading the lips occasionally as she did so, Iyanna resisted and concentrated on the teachings of the Path, but when Sylandri squeezed her clitoris between her thumb and index finger, Iyanna broke free from our mouth embraced and let out a cry of pleasure as she did so. Her taunt and rigid body relaxed slightly as she allowed Sylandri explore her body with her hands, feeling the fingers of the Shadowseer enter her slightly, her breasts being massaged and tweaked with Sylandri's spare hand. For minutes this continued, Iyanna giving into the pleasure, there was no longer any point in resisting, however she was surprised to hear herself say “More, give me more!”, as the words escaped her mouth, she snapped back to reality and the situation she was in. Sylandri stopped and looked over to Yriel, without saying a word, she seemed to ask a question, which was replied simply by “Yes” by Yriel. Sylandri stopped her enjoyment and wrapped her hands around Iyanna, effectively locking her into her embraced and began walking towards Yriel “W-w-wait, what are you doing?” Iyanna asked, fearful of the response.

“The main event!” Yriel replied, spreading his legs wide, his cock returned to his colossal size after his blow-job.“No, I can't, no, stop!” Iyanna protested, trying to break free from Sylandri.
“You said this was the last thing you'd do, and I'll keep my word” Yriel said, reaching his hands out to grab Iyanna's hips and pulling her towards him. Pulling her against the bed, forcing her to raise her legs onto the edge, at which point Sylandri pushed her down and Yriel pulled her towards her. Iyanna fell onto Yriel's lap, her wet vulva lips spreading around the shaft of his penis.
“Please, no, I can't!” she protested as she felt her the hands of both of the other Eldar lift her up and hover her over the tip of the huge, saliva soaked cock. Trying to break free, she was slowly lowered onto the gland of the cock, parting the lips of her vulva and being drenched in pussy juice, it was lined up, with one final look into Yriel's eyes, tears welling up, she pleaded “No Yriel, please, don't.”

“A deal's a deal.” he said as both he and Sylandri forced her body down on top of the giant throbbing cock. As the cock spread open the vaginal opening and shot inside, Iyanna let out a cry. Whether it was pleasure or pain was unknown to her, but the cock kept entering until the tip rammed against her cervical sphincter. Trembling and sweating, Yriel began to pump her up and down, slowly at first, only small movements. As Iyanna began to go limp, he increased the frequency and depth of each thrust, Sylandri had begun nibbling on Iyanna's ears, sucking the entire length of the pointed ears and biting lightly on the tip, occasionally sticking her tongue into the ear canal and twirling it around. Iyanna was still in shock, unable to discern specific feelings and she was pumped up and down, she felt her nipples being sucked, the one on her left by Yriel and her right by Sylandri. As the shock began to pass, she began to feel the hot and hard cock inside, pressing against her cervix, sending tickling pain sensations throughout her body, the cock spreading her vaginal wall incredibly wide while Sylandri fluttered her fingers like a butterfly on her clitoris. The depth of each thrust became more longer, by now Yriel lifted her up so that half his cock was outside, before returning it. Iyanna began to moan, unable to control herself any more, it had been so long since she had felt the blood-hot sensation of an Eldar cock in her pussy. She had never had time to fulfill such desires, but for the one to provide such sensations being Yriel irritated her no end, not to mention the means of the event. Her anger returned, wrapping her arms around Yriel's neck she looked into his eyes.

“Khaine curse you, Yriel. Isha will not weep a tear for you when you die.” she managed to say between moans and gasps, the insult causing the rapid incremental of each thrust. The reply of Yriel was not one she expected, “Go ahead.” he said, before Iyanna could question what this meant, she felt the wet tongue of Sylandri press against her anus. Gasping in surprise, she fell forward into Yriel's chest, her arms still around his neck, his hands on her ass as he lifted her up and down and the tingling sensation of Sylandri's tongue on her ass. Slyandri brought both her hands down and spread Iyanna's anus open with both of her thumbs, feeling Iyanna resist the effort, but not receiving any complaint. Sylandri didn't care and stuck her tongue as far as she could inside the anus, twirling her tongue in a circular motion around her rectum. Iyanna was now moaning constantly, the thrusts by Yriel were incredibly fast and she could feel the tell-tale signs of the upcoming ejaculation, pressing her head against Yriel's ear, she managed to speak a sentence “Don't... Not inside...” she managed to say before the constant rapid pumps and the tongue inside her rectum overcame her. If Yriel heard, he didn't reply, as his bounced Iyanna up and down on his lap, he lifted her all up, leaving just his head inside, Iyanna sighed in relief as she thought he was pulling out, but instead, she felt Sylandri's hands interlock with Yriel's on her hips before forcing her down as hard as they both could. The enormous cock rammed right against her cervix, being upwards against the resistance of the muscle, before ejaculating directly into the opening. Iyanna screamed in pain as she climaxed and felt the hot liquid enter her womb, as Yriel cry ended, both he and Slyandri let go of Iyanna and she fell backwards, sliding off his cock, pussy juice and semen flicking into the air and onto the floor and her body, Yriel's cock digging into her vaginal wall as it left. Iyanna collapsed onto the floor, sweating and breathing hard, her heart racing faster than it ever did in battle. Yriel got up and walked her over and put his clothes back on, Slyandri put on her Holo-Suit and disappeared from view. Iyanna couldn't speak, she couldn't think, she stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling the liquid inside her. As Yriel went to the door and opened it, he put his hands in his pocket and pulled out dataslate, looking at it, he tossed it at Iyanna's stunned body “I have no use for this. Don't say I'm not generous!” he said as he turned and left the room. Iyanna heard one final sentence: “She held up her end of the deal, the dataslate she has is a rumoured Tear location. I'd also give her a few hours before you go in there.” With this, Iyanna thought one final thing “Yriel... You'll pay for this...” before she blacked out.