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"Thank you Ilarian, that will be all for now."
He bowed before Sharaxis. "Very good, Highlord."
Ilarian Voidrender shot one last curious glance at her new quarters, and descended the staircase. Talion did a good job. This place looks fantastic. Befitting of her station, and frankly; just as gorgeous as she is. He had decided for himself that it was pointless to fight the urge to revere Sharaxis - every guy in her Order seemed to do so. She had this unspoken aura of grace, beauty and raw sexuality that didn't only command respect, but also stirred his wildest desires. No wonder every elf goes crazy around her. I don't think she knows how much effort it takes to stay connected to my holy and disciplined side around her, and remain professional. Talion is a lucky man. Not that he had reason to complain himself. He wasn't in any kind of relationship at this point, but joining Sharaxis' Order of Vengeance had given him opportunities and power beyond his greatest dreams. His expertise in walking the balance between Light and Shadow had made him invaluable as an advisor. He enjoyed many privileges and was becoming increasingly proud of his contributions. Yes, his projects seemed to be flourishing, and the fact that he now ranked higher than his twin brother Varumas - a reckless, foolish warlock - well... that was just a bonus. He found himself gazing upon the beautiful landscape of Nazmir's coastal valley, where the Order had raised its latest stronghold: Jungle's Rest. It was a setup of large luxurious huts, connected by various rope bridges. Ilarian smiled at the view. Life is pretty good these days. He walked down the second level of stairs of the main building and reached the bedroom gallery. His own room was in the far left corner. He was trying to decide what would be the most efficient way to summarize his latest report on the state of void elves in the Alliance for his next meeting, and he absentmindedly turned the doorknob. He cursed out loud when a warglaive almost slit his throat as he entered.
"For fuck's sake, Nalectra, what the hell!?"
The night elf demon hunter stood in his room with a massive grin on her face.
"Sorry. Did I stand too close to the door?"
"Why are you anywhere near my door?"
"Because I was waiting for you, priesty."
He sighed. He never knew what to make of her. She was incredibly arousing, but she had the temperament of a volatile supermodel and a reputation for violence, so he usually steered clear of her.
She put her glaives away, closed the door behind him, and inched a little closer. "Oh come on. Don't pout. I'm bored. And I have the night off, for once. No patrol duty. No monsters that need killing. No Highlord's ego that needs stroking. And I know for a fact that you don't have anything to do tonight, either."
What? That's why she's here..?
"Nalectra..."
He grunted softly and felt his connection to the Void growing stronger by the second. The darker side of him was begging to take over, and he knew it would in all likelihood prevail.
She chuckled. "Ah yes, the inner struggle... You know, I've discovered something about void elves. All you guys act like you're such a model of elegance and manners, of self-control and superiority..." She started stroking his chest with her fingers in a downward direction. "But all that fades away so fast when you get in touch with the bad boy inside... All you need to do is find... the right... trigger..."
She had reached his crotch and he gasped. His skin turned a darker blue and Nalectra laughed triumphantly.
"Oh, this is just too easy! But so much fun..."
She pressed her full body against him and kissed him deeply. He felt the shadowpriest inside him take control and heard the familiar hiss of the shadowy aura activate around him. He kissed her back and breathed in her smell. Fuck, she's hot. He pulled on her hair - harder than he'd meant to - and made her head tilt backwards. She moaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure, and the sound of it drove him crazy. He licked down her exposed neck and cleavage. It's like her skin is on fire. He found himself inexplicably turned on by her demonic scent and horns. Her body felt like it was half elf, half succubus, and he wanted it. He needed it. He never wanted to fuck anything so badly in his life. He could tell that she wanted him to give in to his lust, because that's what she liked to do. She hunts for our inner demons, and she will not rest until she finds them. And then she fucks them... That thought turned him on even more, and he ripped her shirt off. Nalectra gasped and smiled, and pressed his face against her perfectly shaped chest. The world around him started becoming a blur, and he nudged her forward towards his bed. Her nails dug into his waist and cut his robes clean in half. He grunted in surprise, and slammed her down onto his blankets. She coiled her legs around him like a snake, almost taunting him to enter her... He grabbed her thin leather pants and yanked them off. She moaned softly as he rubbed his fingers against her, and he couldn't believe how wet she was. Holy fuck. He entered her hard, unable to stop himself, and was amazed at how good it felt. She arched her back and groaned in pleasure with every thrust. He forced himself deeper inside her, and they sank into a fast-paced rhythm. The sound of their skin colliding was absolutely intoxicating. His body slapped against her ass, and he slid a finger inside there as well. She gasped and pushed back even deeper, and made him feel like he could already come soon. But after a few more thrusts she took control and pulled him right on top of her. He was thrown off by the sudden movement, and before he knew it, she had rolled on top of him and pushed him up towards his headboard. She had an evil smirk on her face and seemingly procured demonic shackles from out of nowhere - and snapped his arms against the posts above his head. What in the world?
"Ok, little priest, so far so good. Not bad at all. But you won't get off so easily. Let's see how long you can last when we play my game..."
Before he had a chance to reply, she curled her tongue around him and slid him into her mouth. Damn woman, that's not even fair... He felt the ecstasy rise inside him, both from his vulnerable position and her mind-blowing skills. The edges of her horns grazed against his naked thighs and somehow accentuated the pleasure. He closed his eyes and fought off the desire to finish right there, and dug deep into the Void. He uttered a word of pure darkness and grinned as the shackles fell off. She looked up, surprised, and he grabbed her by the throat and lifted her up. She looked incredibly aroused by his power. He narrowed his eyes at her.
"Your turn."
He pushed her away and turned her around, and slid his fingers inside her from behind. She bent over and moaned. He continued to stroke her skin and finger her, slowly but surely, until she was getting so loud he knew she was close to coming. He spanked her hard and shoved himself inside her; and after five thrusts he felt her wetness explode all around him. She gasped and shuddered, but he held her firmly in place and fucked her even harder. Naughty Nalectra... never meeting her match. Always calling the shots. But not today.
In one smooth motion he switched to her ass, and penetrated her deeply. She was still trying to catch her breath, and simply let him. He pushed her down to her knees and rode her hard, until he knew he couldn't keep going much longer. Watching himself slide in and out of her ass was just too sexy to behold. He grabbed her hair and pulled it tight, and moaned loudly as he came deep inside her. Fuck! He felt his void-touched energy fill her body, and she shivered in response. He sighed and collapsed against her.
"Well, that was fun. Even more so than I anticipated."
She had regained her composure after a few more naked moments with him, and started collecting her things. He shook his head and smiled. "Sure, any time."
She looked at him and winked. "I might just take you up on that, Voidrender. This was... definitely one of the better times I've had lately."
"Glad to hear it."
She looked amused. "There's more to you than meets the eye, isn't there? Not just a little push-over elf. It's refreshing, really. Hmmmm. Well, I expect I'll be seeing you again soon enough, during one of our deadly council meetings. No, don't worry, don't get up, I can let myself out."
She gave him one last look, and then just like that; she was gone.