"That orc fellow must've left." The elf figured. "Gelderel must be in our bedroom unless she has left too. But normally she would inform me if she were to leave or at least leave a note."

Rhildor decided to check his bedroom, due to Sontar's silencing spell on the bedroom. He did not hear anything coming from the bedroom, so he had no reason to suspect anything suspicious going on.

Unfortunately for Rhildor the moment he got to the door, his eyes became unfocused for a single second before he blinked a few times. His expression showed a confused one, he could not remember the reasons he's standing in front of the bedroom door.

Shrugging, the elf turned around to go back to the room he just left out of. Full on oblivious of what's actually going on inside the bedroom between his wife and their guest. As he sat back down, the thought of going to check on his orchards briefly crossed his mind before a powerful, sudden wave of tiredness attacked his body. Rhildor didn't get a chance to acknowledge his tired feeling before nodding off into a deep slumber. So deep that not even an earthquake could wake him up.

Back in the bedroom, Sontar and Gelderel were in their own little world.

"You…look…so captivating…doing that." Sontar grunted.

He gently pushed her down so that she was laying on the bed, surprising her.

"Wait...we can't do that." Gelderel said to him, feeling shocked at his intentions. "I just wanted to see it. Maybe have a little fun. You would destroy me with that. Wait...wait, wait, wait."

She never expected to actually have sex with this beautiful orc.

A low growling sound emanated from Sontar.

"I am sorry about this my lady, however you brought this upon yourself by initiating this entire situation. I myself am not absolved from complete blame, however I can promise you that you will not regret this. If you come to not truly want this then I swear I will stop immediately." He told her while lining up his penis to her pink entrance.

"Oh....oh...my... you're really going to.." Gelderel's voice was pitched very high. "It won't fit. It simply won't...aaaahhhhhhhhh~!!" The scream filled the whole house.

Gelderel couldn't believe how much her vagina was being stretched out by his sheer size. She heard a low growl from the orc as he kept pushing his massive cock in until all of it filled her. His base pressing against her.

This feeling of having such a giant penis inside of her was euphoric. Alone it was enough to make her suffer an orgasm.

She's surprised that she hasn't attempted to stop this yet, she's married to Rhildor. The same Rhildor who has never made her climax from only entering his penis inside her.

Resting his knee on the bed, Sontar began humping her in the missionary position. His movements made the bed slam against the wall repeatedly with a thud. His grunts and growls of pleasure grew a little louder the more pleasure he felt.

Gelderel's facial expression would be beyond recognition to Rhildor if he could see it right now. In this position with her legs spread wide in the air, her left bare foot resting on the orc's chest while her right foot being gripped by his fingers.

Never has she been taken so savagely before, while before now she's only been with Rhildor in her entire lifetime. Rhildor has never been this…beastly with her in bed. Granted he's an elf, not an orc. But Gelderel just can't help but think that this is possibly the best sex she's ever experienced and they've only just started.

What happened next truly stunned her to the core, this savage and beautiful orc is making her feel so heavenly with his pounding that she's forced to sing her sacred song out of instinct.

Not even her husband has ever heard her sacred song.

A sacred song of the she-elves of the elf race can only be heard during coitus.

Her breasts danced with Sontar's rhythm. Her song is loud enough to fill the whole home, but because of the silencing seal, it can only be heard in this room that they are currently using. The ore's hips moved with unnaturally long strokes. Somehow to Gelderel amazement her vagina actually is able to take all of his huge penis inside.

As more minutes passed, the she-elf was driven to several intense orgasms by the green orc. This is the first time she's experienced multiple climaxes in such a short time.

The first time Sontar released his seed deep inside of her, Gelderel didn't know how to feel. She decided it's pointless to think about it now after going this far.

This mentality is how she eventually found herself riding Sontar with her back facing him. She rode the massive creature as if he were her beloved husband. Of course, he was not, and it would be wrong to think she rode him as if he was. She had never had this kind of enthusiasm for Rhildor. "I can feel…the pressure of your seed…inside of me…" Feeling him release his hot seed into her womb once more. "With...your penis...still inside me...I am corked...like a bottle of wine." Her hips undulated like waves on a shore.

"Does it...gggggrrrrrrrrr…please you...to carry...my wine .. ugh...inside you?" Sontar grunted and growled out his pleasure. His eyes roved over her body, enjoying her zaftig form. His mother, a bit slimmer, had a similar form herself. He looked forward to returning to her embrace. Unfortunately, this might be the last time he bedded a creature with such lovely curves, and he sought to commit every arch, crook, and jiggle to memory.

"Yessssssssssss..." She looked down at her belly. It curved more than it did before he'd seeded her. "It bulges! Ooooohhhhhhhhh gods.. you are nothing...like Rhildor. Uuuuggghhhhhhhh. It looks...like...I'm carrying a barrel...of your libations."

The squeaking of the bed is nonstop, now it was Gelderel mainly doing the humping, though her smaller elf body couldn't put the same kind of energy into mating like Sontar or Alavara could. To be fair, Gelderel isn't used to having sex with Sontar like Alavara nor is she a mage. Gelderel was grinding her hips at a faster pace than she'd ever ridden her husband.

"I wish…I didn't have to go…you and…my first partner…could be perfect partners." Sontar admitted, even though he was too enamored by her, the angelic creature on top of him. He was still aware enough to not bring up his mother at this particular moment. "Between the two of you…I could never want for me."

Gelderel turned her body so that she was facing him, still bouncing on his cock, stuffed with his semen. "Would…your mother Alavara…approve of…such a relationship between us? What…about…your first partner?"

"Yes…only if…you can…get out of your…current marriage…without any backlash towards me…I am an orc…I'm sure you'll know…what will happen…if…this affair…were to reach…the ears of the count or your husband." Sontar said.

She stopped bouncing for a moment and looked at him with a seductive expression. "So you want to make me sire hybrid orc babies huh?"

"According to my mother, it's not possible but I wouldn't mind if it happened. My mother knows spells to make pregnancy much easier for she-elves and other races." Sontar answered.

"You know…I noticed that you have a really close relationship with your mother. Did you…perhaps…fantasize about her at times…I have to admit Alavara is a very beautiful she-elf." Gelderel curiously asked.

Sontar was caught off guard by her question. "Umm…" He couldn't bear to have Gelderel merely sit atop him, so he thrust up into her. She let out a joyous cry. So he did it again and again. Soon, he was humping up into her from below. Both his hand full of her ass.

"Oh...gods...you might give me... orc babes...and all I can do...oooohhhhhhhh...is…want more. What have you done... to me?" Gelderel cried out in ecstasy.

"Ggggggrrrrrrrhhhhhhhh." The deep, wild sounds of Sontar's pleasure saturated the room. For now he'll ignore her previous question.

Gelderel felt herself going crazy, she knew that no matter what she did not want to never be able to experience this level of pleasure again. It horrified her just imagining it. This also means that sex with her husband will never be the same for her…

From her riding and his humping, both were able to bring themselves to another release of their sexual fluids.

"You can still keep going?" They were taking a brief break to let Gelderel recover.

"Yes, I can go continuously for many hours."

"Great, how do you want me?" She swooned, propping herself up on her elbows and made doe eyes at him.

Without meaning to, Sontar threw his head back and roared. The whole house shook. He lifted his arms in victory, the ropes of his muscles bulging. He had conquered these elves and nothing had ever felt so right.

When his carnal bellow was done, he looked back at the elf and saw fear in her eyes. "Be not afraid." He wondered how many elves had heard an orc's war cry without spilling blood soon after: either elf or orc blood, or most often both. But he was there to create life, not destroy it. "Turn around for me. Yes... like that...now extend your arms and arch your back. Your beauty knows no bounds." He took in the luscious heart-shape of her ass and her gaping vagina below. "What you said before..." He crawled onto their bed, moving behind her, and lowered himself by spreading his knees. He was ready to enter her. "... do you think your fields will accept my seed?"

"You have furrowed me well, Sontar." Gelderel was sobering from the twin delights of drink and sex. Her mind was able to better regard the implications of his question. But still she did not run. She needed to feel him erupt inside her at least one more time. "And I have heard stories that our two species are not so dissimilar. Part of me prays that our progeny is impossible. Part of me ... ooohhhhhhhhhhhh .. prays. aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh otherwise." She convulsed as he entered her. The "otherwise" part of her took hold of her mind the way the orc took hold of her hair, reining her like a wild horse broken by an expert cavalier. "We ... would have ... strong ... babes... you and I." She braced herself as his pistoning penis gained speed. Her hind-quarters absorbed the shock of each powerful thrust. "And...I know...that if you furrow me further...your seed will take. I feel it...at my core... I...Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh." Her eyes rolled back, and she burst into a wild, orgasmic song again. No more words were possible.

"I am honored l...that you have surrendered your tilth...to me. And you are so very ripe...and ready...for conception." He had to speak loudly to be heard over her song. His hand held the flare from her hip to her waist. She was built to raise their child. That thought set his mind ablaze like wildfire burning in all directions.

If she was correct and she could conceive, would his mother do so as well? Had she known and been keeping it from him? He imagined his mother with a pregnant, swelling belly. He let out a howl of delight. But his mind quickly tempered his joy. It's a good chance his mother used her magic to prevent herself from being impregnated by his seed. If not however then that's where problems arise. While his mother could hide her pregnancy for a long time, she cannot do so forever. It's quite possible that both of them may have to leave the village for good at some point.

Gelderel's song circled higher and higher. She could feel his readiness. It wouldn't be long until she was again bloated with orc sperm. At the moment, the result was a necessity to her. Her lithe muscles went taut. Her eyes showed nothing but white. When he erupted in her with a ferocious roar, even her song exploded into discordant mayhem. Several minutes later she found herself writhing on the bed, sobbing for joy. She reached down and felt the torrent yet again flood out of her. The great, green body lay next to her. She turned over and hugged Sontar tightly. "My...gods...my...gods...you've turned me into a broodmare," she murmured.

Finally satisfied and spent, Sontar caressed her flaxen hair. He watched his cock slowly return to its somnolence.

They stayed hugging each other for some time until Sontar spoke up.

"Your husband Rhildor should be still asleep for several hours, I need to leave soon in order to meet up with my mother. I'm lucky I thought ahead and prevented us from being discovered.

"Sontar…would you want me to join your side?" Gelderel asked him.

"I would…as I said earlier you and my first lover would be perfect partners. However we both know that's not possible, you are married." He replied.

"It is possible…if I choose to make it so on my part." She said.

The orc looked at her in shock. "You would truly leave your husband for me? An orc you met yesterday?"

"I…I would leave him for you…it doesn't matter if you're an orc or that we met only yesterday. After making me sing my sacred song, there's no way my life with Rhildor will ever be the same. This is entirely my fault, but at the same time I don't regret it. You essentially took me away from Rhildor due to making me sing my sacred song while he never has heard it. You conquered me, giving you the right to take me as yours." Gelderel explained.

Sontar didn't know how much of what she said was the truth or a lie. The one thing he knew was 100% true is that the sacred songs of she-elves are extremely important in elf culture.

"If this is something you truly want then I would love to bring you with me. But what exactly are you going to tell your husband?" The orc wondered.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it. He will not be a problem for us."

"And you are sure you want to leave..all of this? Your orchards? Your life in this village?" Sontar was in pure disbelief at what he's hearing.

"Rhildor and I have borne no children. We drink too much wine. I loved him once but ... the centuries pass." Gelderel shook her head and changed tack. "I've heard from others about my most sacred song, but I thought I would never find it. On this day, you made me sing. You brought that beauty out. I cannot live the rest of my life without knowing such moments again. So, yes. I am leaving this behind and coming with you. If you will have me."

Sontar processed her words. A deep rumble started inside him. He lifted his arms to the ceiling and raised his head. The rumble became a roar, and soon it was deafening. The house shook around him. He had so enthralled the lovely Gelderel that she could not part from him. His roar subsided.

Having heard his bellow of triumph before, Gelderel did not fear for her life this time. But she did cover her ears and tremble. When the sound faded, she offered a faint smile. "So, will you have me?"

"As I already said, I would love to have you." Sontar smiled.

They quickly started getting dressed, after that Gelderel pulled a large bag from under her bed and packed it with clothes and items she could not leave behind.

'Gods, I've only just met this orc and have lost complete sense of myself.' She thought mockingly.

Once she finished packing everything she needed, she told Sontar to wait outside of the house for her while she takes care of one last thing. He shrugged and did as she asked.

30 minutes later Gelderel walked out of the house with her stuff. For a moment, Sontar was worried she had a change of heart at the last second.

A victorious smile could be seen on her face, she took Sontar's hand, and they walked together toward the river. Out of nowhere he began to burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Gelderel looked up at him quizzically. The grip of his hand in hers was strong, and he was so large. Hummingbirds fluttered in her belly. If she hadn't already been wet with his sperm, her vagina would have soaked itself yet again.

"Before this trip, I was so sure that I would never have a wife. My mother had to talk me out of searching for a bride in the lands of men. It's hard to believe that I, an ugly brutish orc, actually succeeded in finding a wife in the end." Sontar chuckled to himself.

Gelderel snorted. "A woman? How preposterous to imagine an orc with a human woman. Thank the gods we found each other. Also you are not ugly, you're a handsome orc." She squeezed his hand, and they hurried back to the castle. She had difficulty keeping up with his long strides, especially since she walked like a crab after what he'd done to her nethers.

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