Edrick circled Alffine. She had stood up, standing still and offering herself up. She placed her hands behind her back, showing her fluffy chest and stomach without protection as a sign of submission.

The scion’s great club of procreation–Still limp–Swung from side to side as he walked, slapping against his thighs until he came to a stop in front of her. Without a word, he pulled her against him, grabbing her backside with a strong grip, fingers sinking into the soft fur and delectable flesh.

With his other hand, he grabbed the base of her tail, making Alffine yelp in surprise as the sensitive area was handled roughly. Edrick’s long rod began to harden as it rubbed against the Great Matriarch’s body. It was delightful how her fur was nice to the touch–It was far from rough.

He could feel her warm breath against his bare skin as he continued to play with her buttocks and tail. The transformed Nature-Blessed Wolf–Affected by both ‘Victor’s Right’ and her natural instincts–Was quickly getting into it.

Anoteros brought her into a nice patch of grass, pinning her down against the ground as he utilised ‘Magic Fingers’ inside her untamed pit. The reaction was immediate. For a beast such as her, such stimulation was brand-new to begin with… But coupled with the noble’s skill and innate ability, she was brought to a swift, powerful climax.

She howled in pleasure, her face soon grabbed as Edrick went for a kiss. The exchange was sloppy and messy… By the end of it, the scion’s face had been licked all over and covered in saliva.

He reached down for her chest. In this beastfolk form, Alffine was quite lithe and possessed rather subtle shapes and curves. Considering her superior height and size compared to the rest of her kind, it would have been more logical for her to be buffier and larger in this form as well.

Instead, though, she was one meter and sixty-five centimeters tall and had rather petite proportions overall.

Anoteros had to search through her fur to find her two nipples hidden underneath… Yet he did not find them. Turns out she was really on the bestial end of a beastfolk, as she had eight nipples situated lower than they would be on a human.

‘…It would probably be more accurate to call them teats, though…’

Being stimulated in that area seemed to make Alffine all hot and bothered. By the time Edrick grabbed her thighs and brought her legs apart, the she-wolf was already dripping wet. He spread open the passage, revealing the pink road.

After a few moments of giving it a good lick, he flipped Alffine over, making her raise her backside. He squeezed both of her modest hills down there before wrapping his hands around her waist, inserting his tip inside.

He teased her for a few moments, feeling her tightening and loosening in unison with her breathing. Eventually, with a sudden thrust, he went all the way to the depths, his hips smashing into her furry hindquarters, muffling the sound of slapping flesh that usually occurred.

Once more, she howled in pleasure. Right now, Alffine was certainly regretting not submitting earlier instead of being headstrong.

For a few minutes, the noble thrusted back and forth at an almost tranquil pace, sliding in and out with ease thanks to the greatly moist interior. However, Edrick was here to assert his dominance… The pace quickly changed as he grabbed both of Alffine’s wrists, pulling them back to the point that the upper portion of her body was off the ground.

In the same instant, Anoteros began pounding far harder, turning the Great Matriarch’s quiet groans into loud moans. Her voice echoed out of the orange monument, leaving little to the imagination for Edrick’s two followers and Alffine’s pack.

The fight was over, and a clear winner had been decided. It seemed like the pack had gained a new leader.

Inside the old structure, Anoteros mated savagely for a long period of time, cementing his new position thoroughly in the process. Though eventually, he flooded both of the caverns, leaving Alffine exhausted. Never had she ever been taken in such a manner, and never had she been taken for so long either.

The intensity was completely novel to her. It left her feeling utterly exhausted. With both nature energy and stamina exhausted, Edrick finally let go of her wrists, instead pulling Alffine to her knees and pushing her face against his warm and sturdy rod.

She did not know what to do with it at first, but quickly figured it out and started licking the three-piece work of art in front of her.

Eventually, Edrick demonstrated that there was another way for her to do her job… He shoved his sceptre into her maw, even pushing his elixir reservoirs inside, enjoying the warmth of Alffine’s tongue.

As he did so, he caressed her head and ears.

Edruck finally decided to place a servant crest upon her. It manifested without a hitch… But it was absolutely impossible to see as it manifested upon her skin, not her fur.

But Edrick could sense it, and he decided to use his newfound connection with the Great Matriarch to check what her bloodline was all about… It was about as one might expect.

Pack Druid’s Bloodline

It was perfectly suited for a Nature-Blessed Wolf. Though it seemed that–For some reason–Her bloodline wasn’t being passed down properly to her offspring. There were some that were larger than others, and they all had more powerful nature energy than normal, but it was nowhere near what Alffine was capable of.

Bloodlines were meant to be passed down… Was that why she had surrounded herself with several males? Was she trying to find one whose seed would give rise to children bearing the full power of her innate gift?

It did not matter much for now. Edrick eventually finished his business by ‘feeding’ Alffine. Soon after, he climbed out of the orange monument, leaving the area with his two companions. He was going to let the pack marinate under the new style of leadership their Great Matriarch was going to adopt.

Next, he would be visiting a few more ruins before going on a trip through the mountains with the female sasquatch to catch some more of those rock-loving apes. Then, he was going to swing back to the first Underwood Elf village he had negotiated with, before heading out of Eltysia to check on the situation outside and spend some time with his wives.

Who knows, maybe something interesting had happened during his time within the realm. It had been a bit more than a month, so Fanqia was probably already experiencing the early signs of pregnancy.

It was best to check up on her. A pregnancy could take a toll on a woman, especially a first pregnancy.

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