Rebirth of the Nephilim

“This is nice,” Syd sighed in contentment as she luxuriated in the embrace of her lovers.

“Yeah, it is,” Bridget murmured sleepily.

“Mm, cozy,” Ammy said in a tone that indicated she was very nearly asleep herself.

“I might actually melt,” Maeve joked while letting out a happy yawn.

“Ah, fuck!” Sorcha keened lewdly. “Ah! Bloody abyss!”

“Kind of ruining the vibe here,” Syd held back a grin as she listened to Sorcha’s squirming moans.

“Fuck your vibe!” the goblin cursed over the sound of the obscenely wet sounds Sabina was making. “Ah, shite!”

There were a few giggles and maybe a saucy comment or two, but no real effort was made by anyone in the nest to join Sorcha and Sabina in their lewd activity. They were all content, having spent the past couple of hours engaged in myriad kinds of fucking, with varying levels of intensity, and were now bathing in the afterglow of an enjoyable evening. The feeling of post-coital relaxed comfort was further enhanced by the bed upon which they reposed themselves. Or rather, the living hammock.

Alex’s new form came with many fun new features, not the least of which being the strangely endless mass of her tentacles. Before, in her Greater Demon body, she had possessed many tentacles, but there was a finite limit to the number of them and how far they could extend from her body. With her Demon Lord form, the number of individual tentacles was greatly increased, and their length was seemingly inexhaustible. Jadis doubted that Alex’s limbs could extend forever, but her tentacles were definitely capable of exceeding what should have been her maximum mass capacity.

The result of this newfound power was that Alex made for an exceedingly comfortable bed to lie on.

“Sabina is… Energetic…” Alex commented as she ran a hand over Syd’s unmodified body, petting her in an almost catlike way.

“She always is,” Syd chuckled as she took one of the Demon’s hands in her own and kissed her knuckles. “So are you.”

“Yes…” Alex showed her agreement as one of those eerily long tentacles wrapped around her massive cock and began to twist and stroke. “Always…”

“Insatiable,” Syd sighed in pleasure as she relaxed into her demonic lover’s ministrations. “Just the way I like it.”

Speaking of insatiable, part of Jadis’ attention was distracted by the continued attentions of Sabina towards Sorcha, while a different part was occupied by the demands of Eir and Kerr. The ever-horny therion had become somewhat jealous of Noct and her sizeable member and had cajoled the also ever-horny saint into helping her with a Duality of Flesh ritual so that she could regrow her cock. Aila’s greater ritual had completed some time ago, so everything their smaller group was doing was entirely unnecessary from the perspective of camp security. But that really didn’t matter much, not when they were all intent on letting off some steam.

“I prefer Jadis when she is her normal, unmanageable size,” Aila commented as she watched a back-to-normal Dys and a highly vocal Kerr fuck Eir from behind. “Being small makes her cute, but being a giant suits her better.”

“Perhaps you are biased,” Severina replied as she tossed a lock of sweaty hair out of her eyes. “Since she is the only one tall enough to make you feel small and protected.”

Dys had to quickly suppress the snort of laughter that came out of her at the Seraphim’s perceptive comment. It was a good thing that Kerr was so distracted by mauling Eir’s tits, otherwise she was sure that the woman would have died laughing at the sight of Aila’s expression.

“Your mouth is capable of such perceptive eloquence,” the redhead said sweetly with a dangerous look in her eyes.

Standing from where she had been resting against a somewhat damp cushion, the mage straddled Severina’s recumbent form and sat down heavily on her chest, pinning her arms to her side. The move and position caused Aila’s foot-long shaft to flop across the right side of the Seraphim’s face with a meaty slap, covering one of her cross-shaped eyes completely. Smiling at the pinned woman, Aila used the tip of one finger to gently poke Severina’s nose.

“Perhaps I should test what else this mouth of yours is capable of?”

Taking a deep breath through that same nose, Severina responded in a voice that was laden with feeling.

“I could be convinced to participate in such a test.”

The shiver-inducing sound of sloppy lips and an over-active tongue made Syd smile as she watched Sabina pull away from Sorcha’s throbbing erection just a hair after the goblin began her climax. Ropes of thick spunk flew like the product of an obscene fountain with each pulse of her cock, making an utter mess of the smith’s face. The deluge was not limited to Sabina, however, and the well-muscled woman made sure that Sorcha got her fair share of the prize. Syd wasn’t certain that the shaking goblin noticed the shower, however. The effects of the wand being tested on her seemed to be more than a little intense.

“No more!” Sorcha gasped, her own seed bubbling around her lips thanks to the coating Sabina had applied. “I can’t take any more!”

“Sorry!” Sabina chirped as she put the wand away, setting the thick and rather phallic-looking device to the side. “Better?”

“Yes,” the little witch slumped. Raising a trembling hand to her face, she wiped away some of the cum that had covered her left eye. “That’s too much! Way, way too much to use for long.”

“But it’s effective!” the happy smith said as she helped clean off Sorcha’s face while also licking her own fingers clean. “That was a lot more output than your normal amount when you climax! It’s hard to estimate without proper measuring tools, but I would say that was at least an eighty to ninety-percent increase over the last climax you had earlier this evening, so I think we can safely assume that the wand is doubling the quantity of your seed per orgasm.”

“It doubles the way it feels, too,” Sorcha frowned tiredly as glared at her own still faintly throbbing cock. “That was too stimulating. It felt like I was going to faint.”

“Well, I’m just glad you agreed to be your own test subject for once,” Syd commented from her comfortable nest among Alex’s tentacles. “That was a fucking awesome show.”

“Pervert,” Sorcha scowled.

“Thanks!” Sabina grinned happily. “I’ve been practicing!”

As the smith continued to help Sorcha clean herself up, Alex used one of her many tentacles to scoop up the new wand that the witch had crafted with Sabina’s help. Passing the enchanted device to Syd, she examined the object curiously. It was about the same length as most of Sorcha’s wands, which was to say around a foot, but wooden handle and shaft had a thick circumference, to the point that the goblin couldn’t actually fit her hands around it. If one were inclined, one could argue that it looked a bit like a truncheon, or short wooden club. However, considering its purpose, as well as the way the wand’s lines were smoothed and sculpted, the better comparison was to a dildo.

“Double the pleasure, double the volume,” Syd commented with a crooked grin as she hefted the surprisingly weighty device. “Should make my side gig of being Aila’s milk tank a lot more efficient.”

“You are not producing milk,” Meli said as she appeared at Syd’s side and slid into place next to her. “You are producing semen. However, if you proceed with your pregnancy, you should be able to produce milk within a few months. I am certain that Sorcha and Sabina would be able to craft a wand that would increase your milk production then.”

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“It was a euphemism,” Syd laughed lightly at the Dryad’s serious commentary. “I’m pretty sure I don’t want a wand that’ll make me pump out gallons of milk on the regular anyway.”

“Perhaps not now,” Meli conceded. “However, you will have many, many children in the relative near future. Not all will subsist on magic essence, as Hope does. An increase in milk production may become a necessity.”

“That… is actually a good point,” Syd paused as she thought about it. “Pretty sure formula isn’t a thing around here, and we’re going to be having a lot of babies at the same time.”

“Five between Eir and Kerr alone,” the Dryad nodded sagely. “They may need assistance.”

It was a definite concern. Eir and Kerr would probably struggle to feed that many infants between them, even with their significant endowments, and that wasn’t even taking into account any complications that might come from their babies being half-Nephilim. No doubt their children were going to be on the large size, if Hope was any indication. Still, the thought of a milk-production wand was something to set aside for a far distant day in the future. If they made one of those now, Jadis was certain that Kerr would coopt it for some perverted purpose. Besides, Hope was baby enough for the time being. They didn’t need more to worry about, not for a while.

Syd’s thoughts were interrupted by the sight of Alex aiming the seed-production wand at her currently tentacle-encased shaft. Grabbing the tool from the Demon, she gave her playfully smiling lover faux frown.

“Ah! Not now,” Syd tutted. “This will affect all of me, and I don’t want that kind of distraction right now.”

“I… Understand…” Alex agreed as her neon-blue eyes drifted to where Jay was still with Noct and Thea.

“Do you want to try this out on yourself?” Syd asked as a wicked grin spread across her beautiful features.

“Oh… Yes…” the Demon purred as every woman resting among her tentacles simultaneously realized the danger that they were in.

Normally, Jadis was all for becoming the guinea pig for one of Sorcha’s more exotic spells. Fun things were sure to happen, and she didn’t mind if the experiment went awry from time to time. However, since any spell cast upon one of her bodies affected all three of them, she couldn’t afford to let Sorcha play around with her at that moment. Not when her Jay self was occupied with fucking the brains out of Noct.

A vicious, guttural growl forced its way out of the Valravn’s toothy maw. As her clawed hands scrambled for purchase on Jay’s side and arm, her teeth bit down hard onto her forearm, snarling like a rabid wolf the whole while. Sweat flew from her body like rain as she bounced up and down, her damp black hair flopping wildly in time with her messy wings. Her panting, heaving chest jiggled in the most distracting way, drawing Jay’s attention to those pretty pink nipples that begged to be kissed.

But Jadis was not so easily distracted.

With a lewdly vulgar grunt of her own, Jay stood up from the ground, changing positions once again as she lifted Noct with her. Her shaft was still buried deep within her lover’s core, the seed of her last three climaxes dripping out from around the tight seal her giant cock made. Standing with Noct pulled against her chest, she pumped her hips hard, roughly fucking the wonderfully wild moans and howls of pleasure out of her vicious little Valravn. Noct’s tail somewhat got in the way of the new position, but that was a minor, easily forgettable, concern. Of far more interest was how Noct bent her knees and put her clawed feet on Jay’s thighs, allowing her to bounce up and down even harder as the two continued fucking with pure abandon.

The sight of the Valravn’s dripping cock bobbing up and down in time with their pounding pace was another hard to ignore distraction. Noct was, in a word, huge. She had everyone but her beat, even Aila, when it came to size and thickness. Fourteen inches, if Jadis had to guess, though she wasn’t in the mood to pull out a ruler. She wasn’t just long, either. Noct’s cock was thick. Big enough that Jadis was quite certain that if she hadn’t taken a skill specifically to aid in accommodating the size of her lovers, she never would have been able to take Noct, not when under the effects of a minification spell, anyway. None of her other lovers would be able to handle her, either. Not without some kind of magic help, or a whole lot of careful practice and lube.

Jay was particularly fascinated by the strange head of Noct’s cock. It reminded her of a broadhead arrow, only with four “blades” instead of three. With the pointed tip and the long, tapered fins that swept down in an X shape, the head looked like it was designed for penetration. And yet, as Jadis well knew from experience, the real point of those expanding fins was how they expanded and spread out, locking the shaft in place deep inside.

Definitely a weird feeling, but not at all uncomfortable or unpleasant. Just an odd fullness that was sort of the opposite of when Kerr knotted inside of her.

If Jadis had any hands free, she would have reached out to play with Noct’s alien yet appealing appendage. Unfortunately, she had to keep one hand on the woman’s hip while pounding her, otherwise she was liable to fly right off, and her other arm was serving as Noct’s chew toy. Thankfully, Jay wasn’t alone in her endeavors, nor alone in her fascination with the Valravn’s staff.

Thea moved to stand before Jay and Noct, a mixture of sweat and seed dripping from her matted hair. Using both hands, she wrapped them around Noct’s bouncing shaft, squeezing tightly as she fisted her cock. Noct’s movements became even more desperate as she not only pushed herself to meet Jay’s thrusts, but strove to fuck the short tunnel Thea had created for her cock.

Occasionally, Thea pressed her lips and tongue against Noct’s shaft, kissing or licking, or sometimes just letting her face serve as a bit more friction for the Valravn to thrust herself against. But for the most part, Thea watched. Eyes wide, lips parted, nostrils flared. Thea loved a good show, and Noct was giving her that and more.

Hearing the way Noct’s moans were increasing in pitch, Jay pulled her arm free from the woman’s toothy embrace and took hold of her chin, forcing her head back. Arching her spine so she could put her mouth near Noct’s long ear without halting her pumping hips, Jay growled her questions at her lover.

“Are you going to come for me? Are you going to come for Thea? Are you going to paint Thea’s face with your cum again?”

Each question caused Noct to bounce a little harder, growl a little louder.

“Are you going to give us what’s ours?”

In time with Jay’s words, one of Thea’s hands went to cup the heavy, bulging sack that hung beneath Noct’s beastly cock. Jadis couldn’t see what Thea did, but she could feel the way the Valravn’s pussy clenched and trembled around her.

“That seed is ours, Noct,” Jay uttered in her deepest, most commanding voice. “Give it to us.”

Slapping her hips forward with extra force, Jay punctuated her final command.

“Now.”

The deluge that fell across Thea’s face was truly impressive.

Forcing the jumping cock down, Thea angled Noct’s shaft so that she could get her lips around the tip of her expanding member. Catching the second, third, and fourth pulses in her mouth, the shieldmaiden audibly gulped as she struggled to keep up with Noct’s emissions. By the fifth pulse, the seed was spilling out and dribbling down Thea’s chin, along with each subsequent delivery thereafter. When Noct had finally finished the last of her voluminous climax, Thea pulled back, out of breath and panting hard as the last of the Valravn’s cum dangled in a long, lewd rope down to her breast.

“Thank you, Noct,” Jay whispered between gentle kisses on the side of Noct’s face.

“You’re… welcome…” the thoroughly exhausted Valravn uttered in a gravelly voice, her first words in well over an hour.

“Do you think you have enough energy for one more go?” Jay asked, calling attention to the rigid shaft she still had inside of Noct by making it jump.

Tilting her head back to look up at her, Noct’s expression looked like she was very much willing to try, but also very much not in a condition to succeed.

“Take a break,” Jay murmured as she captured Noct’s lips with her own. “You don’t have to push yourself.”

As her tongue softly played with Noct’s, Jay met Thea’s gaze with her own. Motioning with one hand, she made it clear to her what she wanted without drawing the Valravn’s attention away from the erotic dance of their lips and tongues. When Thea passed her the knife, it took Jay a little maneuvering to hold it without breaking the kiss, but she somehow managed.

“Here,” Jay said, finally pulling away from Noct, prompting a disappointed moan from the dark-haired woman. “This is for you.”

Holding her right hand up to Noct’s face, she watched as her red eyes went so wide that the black of her pupils had practically blotted out the crimson of her irises. Jay had used the knife to prick the palm of her hand, just a tiny cut, but enough to draw a few drops of her blood. There was no way Noct could bite through Jadis’ skin with how her Fortitude had grown, but she could still cut into herself if needed.

With only one glance to seek permission, Noct latched onto Jay’s hand, sucking the small bit of blood that had welled up like it was the last sip of water on Oros.

The change in Noct was immediate. Her whole body seemed to melt, every last bit of hidden tension easing out of her bones as she went completely limp. Jay had to catch her to keep her from hanging to heavily against her, as the woman was still impaled on her length. Maneuvering carefully, Jay extracted herself from the practically insensate Valravn before gently lowering her onto a pile of blankets and pillows that had escaped the worst of the effects of their messy lovemaking.

Leaning over Noct, Jay gave her another kiss, tasting the faint metallic hint of her own blood on her lips.

“Feel good?”

Noct nodded, her eyes half-lidded as she basked in the grip of whatever effect Jadis’ blood had on her.

“Good,” Jay grinned before slipping away.

A moment later, Thea’s blushing face had taken her place.

“Just rest for now. But if you feel like joining in later, I’m sure you’ll let us know,” Jay said before sliding her colossal member inside of Thea’s dripping core.

“Beast…” Noct murmured in her guttural voice.

“She really is,” Thea panted against Noct’s face while eagerly pushing back against Jay’s thrusts.