Legend of Lust Angel Hestia [2]

It had taken some time but Gorak finally managed to get all four of the remaining orc clans in the area to assemble to pick a warlord. During that time he had fucked Elara countless times while barely letting Hestia lick his seed from the ground. Though due to his sheer volume she always managed to get a taste or two even if the orc had unloaded into the elf in a river.

But now Gorak seemingly entered alone to meet the four orc chiefs in a ceremonial hut made of bones and furs. He wore a highly padded leather loincloth armor like it was the only part in his brutish body that needed any protection. Then again the four chiefs who sat in the large hut only had skull helmets as added protection in comparison to their visitor.

Even before the chiefs said anything Gorak boomed, "I demand to have the tasks of the warlord to prove myself worthy to lead you into battle."

As everybody present knew why they had gathered there they just stared at Gorak with intense stares before the strongest of them spoke.

"You may have your challenges but I warn you, they are not any easier now that we are few," Chief Burek of the Cold Ax Clan voiced with an almost annoyed growl.

"If they were easy, you would insult me and all your ancestors in Koraga's sky hall," Gorak replied with a grin.

"As you say, the task I give is to retrieve the warlord's ax. It is being protected by its guardian in the valley to the east," Lunrak of the Skull Bone Clan voiced despite getting a harsh stare from Burek. Though Lunrak seemed to be most interested in just getting it over with and leave.

"I see what you did there. Then my task is for you to stop an especially thirsty fuck-demon from stealing all the seed from my warriors," Herkuls of the Red Stone Clan mused. "I consider it complete when I get assurances she won't be troubling us again."

"Well then, my task is for you to find an elf that willingly strips to have a breeding match with an orc," Nurik of the Sharp Ice voiced with a grin.

"And the final task, have the mighty Koraga send his heavenly champion fight for you in this battle you so seek. It should be a small task to get his support if you truly believe there is honor in this," Burek said with an oddly taunting tone for an orc. "Though be sure to solve the issues of the other clans first so you can leave this last."

"That is impossible, champions at the sky hall have proven themselves. They have no need to take part in mortal battles," Gorak protested. He bulged his muscles like he was preparing to charge. Some of the chiefs responded in kind.

"It is my quest. Take it or leave it, unless one of the other chiefs have complaints?" Burek mused with a shrug of his massive green muscles. Some of the chiefs did not look happy but none of them said anything.

"I can take care of this if you want," Hestia whispered from Gorak's shadow. It made his spine crawl but not enough to bother him.

"If you can," Gorak grunted. He was getting close to simply dueling the chiefs one by one until he was the chief of every clan.

"I see you brought a pet demon with you," Nurik mused while Hestia manifested in her enticingly low-cut purple dress.

"I do not bring her, she simply comes," Gorak muttered even as he stared from the corner of his eye how Hestia's side cut revealed her firm but shapely leg.

"Mind asking the shamans over there who is the current champion so we know who to bring?" Hestia asked while pointing at the group of female orcs in fur cloaks that sat at the back of the hut. They had been muttering to each other the whole time.

"Chiefs?" one of the shamans voiced. Contacting the god was not something they should do slightly, especially if asked by a seemingly demonic entity.

"Go ahead, ask Lord Koraga, I too wish to know if mighty Hurak is still the champion. He comes from my clan you see," Burek replied and there was a moment of silence. But then all of the five shamans jolted and began staring at Hestia at the same time.

"The current champion is... The first angel of Koraga, Hestia," the shaman who seemingly did most of the talking voiced.

"Angel?" Nurik voiced. He had stared at Hestia from the moment she had appeared but now his Interest seemed to have multiplied like he was seeing some rare collectible.

"That can't be true. A demon could never defeat the greatest orcs that have ever died," Burek protested. Though as he now focused on it he too sensed that he followed the same god with Hestia.

"An angel could. Especially one serving Koraga, you can have your shamans ask the details from the guy at the hall," Hestia mused. She had not been sure if the green muscle-god would reply to it but the speed he had done so might have been his way to assist his champion to get these clans to join him.

"There is more... several glorious champions of the sky hall wish for you to come and fight them with honor... as soon as you are able," one of the shamans voiced. She looked like her green skin was blushing from being talked to by multiple of her idols at the same time.

"I'll have to think about it," Hestia mused. Moving between worlds was not the easiest thing for her and she would definitely not do it just to fight some hulking orcs.

"One last thing, we have decided that you need to accomplish all of them in four days. With the god's champion with you, that should not be an issue," Burek almost flared in sudden anger. One day for one task was the absolute minimum the honor-code of the orcs allowed to set but usually bigger tasks had a longer time.

Though Gorak only growled as a reply and stormed out but not before Hestia slid back into his shadow.

"Well, two down, two to go," Hestia mused. Elara would be more than enough for the task about the elf and she was simply waiting for them at the campsite hidden by her magic.

"I don't know how you did that, demonic master of deceit. But I will not forgive you for clouding the sight of Koraga's shamans," Gorak boomed the moment they had gotten some distance to the ceremonial hut.

"You did not bring that up at the meeting," Hestia voiced. She had half expected this small opportunistic play to enrage the champion to the point he would attack her. And then she could have channeled his strong emotions to his cock to make him ram her hard until he had no other hope but to unload into her with his raw champion semen.

"My quest is honorable, your methods are not but I would be a fool not to let you taint your soul on my behalf. My enemies lack honor even more than you and that quest was impossible," Gorak grunted like he was not sure to whom he was angry the most.

"You sure are up for a surprise once you enter your god's hall," the angel voiced while holding back a playful giggle.

"Stop trying to confuse me and focus on being useful," Gorak boomed and began to run with speed in the woods that outmatched most horses on an open field.

** * **

Gorak had grabbed Elara to his shoulder and headed to the valley where the warlord's ax was. If he would have to choose, he would far rather rely on the elf's magic than the demon's. Especially since he had to bring one of them in his shadow regardless.

"This it?" Gorak boomed while the group arrived at a rocky ravine that ended in a half-collapsed cave.

"Should be, my puppets aren't finding any other cave that matches the description in this valley," Hestia replied.

"Wait here," Gorak grunted and dropped Elara from his shoulder before marching to the entrance. He gave her one look before disappearing into the cave. The elf was wearing a red robe with a cloak that she had created with astral magic.

"Hestia, can we talk?" Elara muttered almost silently but it was not too silent for the angel to hear through her shadow puppets. So she slid into the elf's shadow while leaving a few puppets behind in case the orc found something he was not able to handle.

"I guess I can corrupt you a little bit, let's make sure he won't notice," Hestia whispered into Elara's ears while the orc disappeared into the cave. He was not exactly liking the idea his elf would be turned into some demon creature and he had been very vocal about it.

"Not that... I wanted to ask something," Elara stuttered. It was a tone that told the angel the elf was once again troubled by something tedious. They had been having these chats several times by now when Gorak was not listening.

"Go ahead," Hestia voiced with a sigh before manifesting in her purple robe leaning to a rock nearby. "What is it this time?"

"D-do you think... Koraga could bless my marriage with him... I know orcs don't really do that but... no other god would be willing either," Elara uttered with increasingly heavy blushing.

"My God seems flexible enough but first you might want to explain the concept to our dear champion," Hestia shrugged. Almost every time they had visited one of the orc clans Gorak had given his seed to some orc female. He just picked the strongest looking one who was not pregnant and they almost always stripped for him to begin the weird mating duel that seemed to come before any sex session between the green brutes.

"I did... and he said... I was his favorite... breeding hole... even if I... can't produce... more warriors," Elara stuttered almost like she was going to cry any moment now. Hestia was not sure why even though she had listened when the actual conversation had taken place. Not that she had really focused on it at the time as she had been using her shadow tendrils to steal some semen that had been dripping down the elf's shaking thighs after hard fucking.

"Well, he still refuses to use my breeding holes so that must mean you are special... among none-orcs," Hestia voiced with an eye-roll. She did not even know why she was accommodating Elara, her suspicion was because the elf was acting differently from the demons the corrupt angel had spent most of her time with in the hell.

"I'm sorry to bother you... with this... but I don't really have anyone else," Elara uttered while fidgeting her fingers. Hestia also had no idea why she kept asking things from her as she had literally been unable to offer her any advice. The first session had been something about her noble family, the second had been about loyalties to gods and the third something weird about the purpose of the soul.

"Join a god cult for some company," Hestia mused with a quick grin. Gorak was the only being alive she had been tasked to care about and he still seemed to be convinced that she was some demon. Though at this point a part of her hoped the champion would only learn the truth the moment he faces Koraga at the sky hall. And that she would be there laughing while Gorak blames his god for lying to him about having an angel or something. Though the more she thought about it, the more sure she was the god would be laughing with her. There had to be a reason why he had picked this stubborn brute as his champion.

"Excuse me?" Elara voiced with a confused flash in her eyes. "You mean worship... Koraga?"

"I guess you could do that, if he takes fallen angels, why not elfs," Hestia replied. Once again the elf seemed to have taken something out of her words she had not even meant. But as the angel sensed through her shadow puppet that Gorak had found something demonic she quickly slid into the cave and left the increasingly confused elf behind.

** * **

Gorak had proceeded into the cave with some caution just to avoid slipping as rising up from the narrow path could have been hindered by just his massive green bulk. When the path opened up into a small cavern he examined it with his passable orc night vision. Though he did not need it to see a large red ax that glowed. It was stuck to a large rock that oozed red taint.

"Guardian of the red ax, come and face me," Gorak boomed with a loud echo as he stepped towards the weapon. Red light shimmered around it while he utterly ignored the large orc bones littering the cave. Like whoever preyed in the cave did not even leave the thick leathery skin behind.

The red corruption from the ax oozed into a large puddle and from it emerged a large hulking red ogre demon with flaming eyes. Though it did not match the orc in height nor weight. But still, it had a menacing presence and sharp claws in all of his limbs.

"Honor me in this fight by not showing mercy as I'm on a quest to become the warlord of four tribes," Gorak boomed but even before he finished the ogre lunged at him across the cave with a hungry look. A wide grin of excitement spread on the orc's lips while he prepared his mighty fists. But just before ramming into Gorak like a feral beast, the ogre lunged sideways before leaping at him with a fast dash.

Sharp teeth bit into Gorak's left arm that he moved to strike the beast down. His other hand landed a hard blow on the creature's torso that made him lose his footing with a loud air blast of sound. The red muscle armor distorted but did not break as the ogre flew backward.

"Graa," Gorak roared without even looking at his hand that had already begun to heal due to his orc nature and god's blessing to his champion. His focus was solely on his opponent that he charged without giving it the time to recover. As it tried to focus Gorak's fist landed on its face with a loud thump but not with the sound of breaking bones. A realization that only made the orc more excited as this fight was not going to end anytime soon.

The ogre tried to claw Gorak's stomach with its legs to stop the green fists from hammering it to the ground but he simply stomped on him with his feet. Though a moment later the ogre's mouth gaped open with a massive burst of fire. Gorak barely managed to avoid it by falling to his side.

With an even wider grin than before Gorak rolled on the ground to get distance before leaping to his feet with agility, his muscular mass made look unnatural. The ogre was on its feet too and this time it charged him along the wall like gravity did not matter to it. Though it suddenly stopped like it was frozen.

"I'm guessing this is the ax," Hestia's voice mused and both of the combatant's eyes immediately fixated on the woman who was just about to touch the ax. It made the ogre pulse with red energy and it basically flew across the cave at her. But a large shadow creature manifested around the corrupt angel and lifted the ax to swing it at the ogre. It burst into red corruption and fire to only be absorbed by the ax.

"Blasted demon, you stole my honor," Gorak boomed with anger that almost compared to the fire in the ogre's eyes. It even made Hestia shudder for a moment as the orc was now charging at her. The large shadow puppet tried to offer the ax to Gorak but he bunched hard enough to make even the manifested darkness disappear. And the same thing happened to Hestia when he tried to hit her next.

"The only thing you can use to defeat a bound demon is the weapon it is bound to, you know that right?" Hestia voiced while the sound of the ax falling to the ground still echoed in the cavern.

"Don't slander the ax of the Warlord, demon filth," Gorak boomed and landed his fist into a nearby shadow that looked thicker than the most. Though he only hit a rock wall with his strike. It had been strong enough impact to even make his durable arm shake a bit in the aftermath.

"Stop hiding you coward, I'm not done with you," the orc flared while his saliva dripped all around him.

"Then punish me, defeat my ass," Hestia voiced and her perky ass seemingly slid out of a nearby cave wall. It was one of the ways the demon lords of hell had made her punish herself with lesser demons countless times. To be nothing but a tool to be used for their pleasure, something her tainted and lustful form had learned to enjoy.

But instead of a cock, what landed into Hestia's ass was the enraged orc's fist. Her durable immortal body guided the impact to the closest hole and it had been directly between her rear-cheeks.

"F-f-f-f-f-ug," Hestia uttered even as only the mid parts of her body were manifested with a physical form. Not only had the orc manage to holster his fits into her but he had also immediately tried to pull it out.

"Damned demon, release my hand coward," Gorak boomed and he took support from the wall to add more pulling power. But even then his reverse strikes were accompanied by strong inward moves.

"F-f-fyck... my... a-a-ass," Hestia slurred with heavy breathing even as she had not been aware she was able to breathe while being a part shadow. Not only was her ass under relentless assault her pussy was being pushed from the inside with hard pressure that forced her to squirt on the orc's strong legs as he had positioned to the perfect fucking height for Gorak.

Though like Gorak had suddenly calmed down he knelt down to have a closer look at the place his fist was stuck in. Hestia's ass pulsed red on both sides of his green hand like it was breathing and her vulva gaped in a swollen state.

"Truly twisted," Gorak muttered and used his free hand to dig the side of Hestia's ass. His fingers slid in while the angel did muffled pig sounds. Or that least that was what they sounded to the orc. With far more care than what he had used to enter he suddenly unplug both of his fists from Hestia's ass.

"O-out," Hestia uttered while she felt her body close and return like it was before with unnatural speed. In comparison to being slammed to the ground from the sky, this was nothing and definitely not enough to make her even bleed. Though a moment later something that surprised even her was slammed into her ass.

"A cock? You finally put your cock... in me," Hestia uttered while the orc fixed his initial position to allow harder thrusting. The pressure shifting alone made her squirt his balls wet with pussy juices.

"Only a cursed creature like you could enjoy this hole," Gorak grunted. "Even after taking my fist, it welcomes me with the tight warmness of a virile breeding hole. Like another demon lie of pleasure meant to steal my warrior seed."

"It's not like I... use it to anything else," Hestia uttered. She kind of knew what mortals used the hole but there had never been a point in her life she had done anything but fuck with it. And when she had been an angel in the service of the sun god, she had not had any idea what it even was. Not that she had really known what anything between her legs was meant for since nothing in her purpose had needed them.

"Is this what you wanted? To give yourself to me for my pleasure without need nor honor. Like that fuckable elf?" Gorak asked while his hands found their way around Hestia's thighs that had come out with her ass like handles on the wall.

"I needed... this," Hestia panted while the first proper thrust from Gorak made his balls slap into her pussy. From the start, the hits were hard enough to make the marbles slip into her angle vulva and cause even wetter noise than just a slap could have caused. Though the battering hip slams into her ass made her barely notice it as pressure somehow managed to fill even places of her body that did not have a physical form at the moment.

"Truly a twisted demon of pleasure, drowned in sick lust with no purpose," Gorak grunted and somehow managed to strike his cock even harder into the elastic hole of tight pleasure. Hestia had seen the champion fuck Elara and other orcs many times but not even with green warriors he had used this much force.

"No-no m-mercy," Hestia stuttered her realization. She was subjected to the full might of the orc's powerful hip and bulging muscles. Every strike made her perky ass bounce like a cushion that turned the energy of the hits into something truly twisted and feral in the demon tainted angel's body. To lust in its purest form that would have broken most mortal minds in seconds.

"Tell me, is there some urge in your nature that makes you want this despite being unable to breed more warriors?" Gorak demanded and he put more force into his hands like he was trying to pull Hestia out of the wall. Though as this magic was not affected by pure physical power it only made the hard slaps echo harder in the cave around them.

"This is what I am," Hestia muttered like she was almost made to lose her lustful mood by being questioned about weird things, like Elara had done before. The angel lived to serve her god and indulge in pleasure, she needed nothing else.

"Or are you just a semen addicted creature?" Gorak asked. Despite his hard strikes, his hard-throbbing cock seemed to be resistant to climax. Like he did not even want to reward a creature he hated with his seed.

"I exist to serve Koraga and protect his champion," Hestia muttered just loudly enough to make Gorak hear it. She knew just mentioning it would make him mad but it would be better than let him annoy her with questions.

"I know a demon can't stop lying but I know you can shut up," Gorak flared. His grip around Hestia's thighs dug even harder to her skin than before. He even managed to find more unnatural strength to make his balls slip into the angel's tight pussy and drag them out with a slurping sound at every ass hammering strike.

"Don't ask if you don't want to know," Hestia voiced. The quick ball-penetrations of her inner walls made her pressure squirt violently yet again. Though the only reason she was even able to give some focus to it was the non-physical shadow state of her head that was mostly detached from the rampaging orc cock devastating her ass.

"Silence, lying hole," Gorak commanded. His face was twisted from pure anger but he was not stopping his hip. Like he had found some feral pleasure from fucking a thing his strong emotions were focused on.

"Cursed fuck-demon, this is the only honorable part of your body," Gorak exclaimed. Only rare breeding-holes let him exert his power to this level, it almost compared to a good fight. Especially since the ass was taking all he had without even attempting to flee.

Though even Hestia was getting far more than even she had expected from the orc dominating her ass. She had definitely had bigger and even stronger demons to do the exact same thing to her but none of them had made her feel things in parts of her body that did not even have a form at the time. Like Gorak's cock was pulsing even through her shadows in a way that should not be possible.

Gorak suddenly heard they were not alone and tilted his torso to see Elara staring at him from the cavern tunnel. Her eyes were wide open and dilated.

"I told you to wait, caves are dangerous to soft-skins," Gorak said and turned back to the wall he was fucking. He had barely slowed down during the momentary distraction.

"I-I was … getting w-worried," Elara stuttered. It was the first time for her to see the orc champion doing something like this when she was not involved. She did not need to know what was on the other side of his large body as the wet slaps could only mean one thing.

"Do not worry for a warrior, wait for his return or find someone who comes back victorious," Gorak voiced like it was some orc saying.

"R-right," Elara uttered while Gorak kept pumping the wall. She had heard from Hestia how Gorak kept breeding with other orcs at the camps but now he was most likely fucking the angel, the same way he did with her. Without purpose and only for pleasure.

"This is who you are... and who I am," Elara voiced and she suddenly cut her words. Then she wiped her tears and looked strong despite the slaps from Hestia's ass echoing like tribal background music.

"I pledge my loyalty to you, mighty Koraga who is in the heavens. I will serve you and your champion with no hesitation," Elara declared with a melodic tone. There was no outward sign she got a reply but a wide smile spread her lips soon enough.

"Good choice, Koraga will never demand of you what you aren't willing to do yourself," Gorak voiced with a grin and gave a quick look over his shoulder to the elf. By now his body was so used to plunging his cock into Hestia that it did not even affect his performance.

"He feels different... like he is in me," Elara uttered but then she suddenly stopped to stare into nothingness like someone who nobody else heard was talking to her.

"Grrr," Gorak suddenly growled as he climaxed. Almost like just hearing Elara's voice had been the last thing he needed to be finally able to release into the angel's tight ass. His first thrusts afterward barely spilled any seed as Hestia's tight ring of immortal flesh wrapped around him like hungry lips. Though eventually, the first spurt of thick creamy semen leaked out on his balls only to be slapped into Hestia's pussy with the next strike.

"S-so much," Hestia slurred while the orc kept stirring up her insides with liquid heat and pressure to milk his balls dry. But the second larger escape of seed from the tight hole made Gorak step back with quick steps to avoid the mass of seed shooting out of the angel's ass. Though most of it still remained inside when her opening closed like magic to stop the flow.

"Follow," Gorak voiced and picked up the red ax before headed past Elara at a fast pace without even looking back.

"What about her?" the elf uttered while staring at the cum oozing ass on the wall. She had cast an astral spell that allowed her perfect night vision long ago.

"The demon follows or not," Gorak grunted and kept going into the tight opening that did not let him carry the elf.

** * **

"Cursed demon, come out," Gorak boomed in a small valley forest. He was waving his double-bladed ax like a new toy. His champion's blessing seemed to be keeping the red corruption of the ax in check while he held it.

"What is it?" Hestia mused with a wide grin that was audible in her voice. She was once again hiding in the orc's shadow.

"Not you, the other semen thief we are hunting. Just pray she isn't more useful than you or you might get replaced," Gorak voiced with a taunting grin.

"Aah, so you see some value in having your personal demon carry-on?" Hestia voiced. Her ass was still pleasurably pulsing from the ramming it had received even though it was not currently even in a physical form.

"I do, now hunt down that pink demon beast from where ever she is hiding," Gorak commanded. He might have been a good tracker but even his ability did not allow him to hunt down beasts that moved in the trees.

"No need, she's been circling us this whole time. If your balls weren't as drained as they are, she might have assaulted you already," Hestia replied. she had made sure not even a drop had been wasted of the sweet champion nectar on the cave floor before she had hurried after Gorak.

"Whose fault would that be?" Gorak grunted. He gazed around the treetops until he seemingly began to follow something with his gaze.

"I bet they would have been filled again if you had not allowed Elara wander off," Hestia said. The elf had only said Koraga needed her to do something and that she would meet then back at the ceremonial hut of the chiefs.

"You are right there, the presence of a good breeding-hole does wonders for virility," Gorak voiced. After fucking the corrupt angel's raw ass, his hostile tone had turned a bit more taunting with marginally less anger towards her.

"Well, if I'm not good enough to massage your marbles, you could always summon the demon ogre. I bet he has a lot of pent up seed," Hestia said. Even as Gorak had let her clean his crotch from any left-over semen with her shadow tendrils, when she had tried to manifest her hand it was dug out and thrown away from his loincloth.

"You mean the guardian, right? How do I do that?" Gorak asked and lifted the ax to stare at it like an enemy.

"The ax has accepted you as its master, you should be able to simply will it out," Hestia replied.

"Maybe I'm not its true master and I need to defeat you first," Gorak boomed after staring at the ax for barely seconds.

"I'm pretty sure the show you put for the ax to dominate me was enough to make the guardian submit to you," Hestia mused. She had been able to tell how the ax had changed ownership during the raw anal. Demon weapons were fickle things and usually did not like it when their masters were humiliated.

Suddenly red ooze streamed out of the ax to form a pool like Gorak had suddenly gained the confidence of actually being its master. It took barely seconds before the red ogre with red flaming eyes manifested to kneel before its master. Though it quickly stood up and looked battle-ready. All but one part that was.

"It does not even have a cock, your plan was another failure," Gorak exclaimed after taking a quick peek at the ogre's crotch.

"It needs stimulus to bring it out," Hestia voiced.

"Then do it," Gorak flared almost like a reflex with a bit of anger at things not happening fast enough.

Hestia manifested to kneel to the side of the ogre and trailed her hands to the creature's crotch. She leaned into it to sandwich its leg with her breasts. Their perky soft shapes spread around the leathery red muscles with erect nipples as Hestia had not been able to shake getting her ass rammed from her mind.

"I did not know you were into this," Hestia taunted with a tilted smile. She immediately managed to get the ogre's fleshy rod to grow to be visible from its almost armored looking muscular skin folds.

"A fuck-demon truly knows how to please any creature," Gorak sneered but did not look away as Hestia massaged the ogre's growing shaft. Even if the red cock was fleshy it clearly had outer skin with throbbing veins.

"Just say it and I could do this to you all day... all night," Hestia voiced with a long lick of her lips during a pause. Her hand was staying to grip the ogre's shaft with slow rubbing as to avoid making the creature climax before his semen had served its purpose.

"Who'd want to to be pleased by a lust obsessed demon when there are breedable females around, though this guardian sure could use a reward for making sure I was the one who got this mighty ax," Gorak voiced and like the ogre had sensed his intent it grabbed from Hestia's head to ram his cock down her throat. It spread her jaw wide open and looked like another disappearance trick as her throat did not bulge even a bit despite the sizable mass.

"I guess this is the only way to stop a demon from lying," Gorak mused. Even if he did not fully understand how he was controlling the red brute his lack of further instructions made it simply holster its full cock in the angel's throat. The only movement came from her forced swallow reflexes.

"Hey, I'm Evi, is this some gangbang or something?" the pink-skinned demon asked while hanging from a tree with her large tail that almost looked like a tentacle. Her silver hair flowed free in an unnatural way while her red eyes inspected the strange group she had found in the forest. The only thing she wore was a golden collar with silver runes that was distinctly not demonic.

"Capture the pink demon," Gorak boomed and the ogre dragged its cock out of Hestia's throat to almost fly at the pink-skinned female. She tried to avoid with a bounce of her large but firm breasts but a moment later she fell to the ground on her stomach. The ogre was on top of her and rubbed its cock into her back.

Though Evi did not let the hard meat distract her for long and used her tail to wrap around the ogre's right hand to leverage it sideways. She used the opportunity to roll away but her escape was stopped by a large red ax that hit the ground next to her head. It landed close enough to cut some strands of her hair. There was a moment of panic in her eyes but then she focused and touched the ax. Her body seemingly dissolved and flowed into the ax.

"Where did it go?" Gorak boomed and did a few strikes into the ground where Evi had been.

"Into the ax, just tell the guardian to go drag her out if you don't want to keep her," Hestia voiced. She kept looking between Gorak and the ogre for any option who would be more willing to satisfy her sudden urge to get her face fucked.

"Come out pink demon," Gorak shouted at his ax.

"Why? To fuck me? Because then I would," Evi voiced.

"To... what were we supposed to do with her again?" Gorak suddenly asked. Though his question seemed to be more inspired by the fact he did not want to just agree to a request from a demon.

"Make sure she stops bothering the orc tribe, I'm sure keeping her would do that," Hestia shrugged while sliding her fingers invitingly on her chin.

"Listen here, pink demon, stay in my ax until I tell you to come out unless you want to be crushed into hell-dust," Gorak boomed and coated his ax with saliva spatters.

"Sure, just send that ogre to keep me company," Evi replied with a playful but seductive tone.

"Guardian, go back and keep the pink demon trapped there, fuck her docile if you have to," Gorak instructed and the ogre did not waste time to obey. He flowed back into the ax and the champion stormed off like he was done there even as Hestia tried to showcase her breasts on the ground. Defeated by being ignored she went after Gorak to playfully sulk in his shadow after failing to enter the ax to join the demons.

** * **

The inside of the red ax was a weird misty demon dimension that was bound to the object. It was a calm and relaxing place for demons due to the way the magical flow existed there. Though when the ogre demon lunged to grapple Evi it was not exactly a traditional zen experience. It drooled all over her while it handled her submissive body to begin a feral version of the missionary position.

"This prison sure... sure is better," Evi stuttered while she hugged the ogre with all her limbs and tail. The fat ogre cock was not showing any mercy to her succubus pussy that sucked it like a hungry mouth. There were no signs the male brute was losing any stamina and soon enough Evi lost her sense of time while being relentlessly fucked.

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Hestia was not sure she had ever seen Gorak as surprised as when he stepped into the hut of the chiefs to see Elara muttering with the shamans at the corner of the space. Despite her being there with a lowered hood none of the orcs seemed to be paying any extra attention to her besides quick glances.

Though the orc champion's reaction barely lasted seconds before he marched to the chiefs who were sitting in a line.

"The warlord's ax, the elf and the demon have been dealt with," Gorak grunted like he did not want to even mention Hestia as she had been confirmed by the shamans even before.

"There truly is a god in play in this... I just don't know who," chief Burek voiced. He looked even more hostile than before but it was not clear if he knew any better than others to who his emotions were aimed.

"It's decided then, warlord Gorak, my clan is yours," chief Herkuls voiced. The other chiefs followed with similar statements but none looked especially happy about it.

"Now that this is settled, we celebrate," Nurik voiced and stood up. He intently stared at Elara from a distance and it was clear to every orc in the room what he planned. But before he even took one step to challenge her to a breeding match, Gorak stepped between them.

"Warlord?" Nurik growled. He might have guessed why he was stopped but he still asked.

"You may not challenge the elf, she can't even breed," Gorak voiced. He had not raised his ax but he held it threateningly.

"I can if she truly is what is claimed, an elf willing to take part in a breeding match," Nurik replied. He tried to move past Gorak but he barely got a glance of the elf before the champion adjusted his blocking position.

"Only breeding she does is with me, unless you defeat me in combat," Gorak threatened. Elara stared at his wide green back with dilated eyes. Once again she did not know if she should be happy or sad with her life choices as the orc showed special attention to her.

"So you claim her as your slave? Then how do we know she submits willingly?" Nurik asked.

"Not a slave but my favorite breeding-hole," Gorak flared. It was a concept even the other orcs understood but that did not mean they should not offer their seed to her if she was not pregnant.

"Nurik, the elf is a shaman of Koraga, what other proof you need of her loyalty?" Herkuls interjected.

"My task was not about loyalty but willingness to breed. My clan will leave if I won't get... proof," Nurik voiced.

"If that is all you need," Gorak grunted and turned around to stare at Elara. By now she knew very well what it meant. Though it still made her swallow hard, especially since they had a bigger audience than just the angel this time. But as the elf had already seen one of the orc shamans railed right next to her before the champion arrived, she knew that she was the only one in the hut that would be troubled by it.

"Right," Elara stuttered and stood up. She stared at her feet between her perky mounds while her red astral magic robes faded away. She did not even need to look around to know every pair of eyes in the hut was aimed at her, even the ones behind her.

Gorak stuck his ax to the ground and grabbed Elara from her hip to move her into a place with more room and furs in the hut. It also happened to be its center with a better view for everybody. There he ripped off his leather padded loincloth and pressed Elara to the ground on her stomach before lifting her hip up.

Elara closed her eyes but she still heard breathing and movement from more than just Gorak who knelt behind her. His finger slid along her vulva and to add to her shame, she was getting as wet as usual when even thinking about being taken by the mighty orc. So a moment later his tip kissed her vulva and he pulled her hip to take his cock on lifted all-fours.

There were steps right next to Elara and she opened her eyes to see big orc feet right next to her as Gorak began to thrust. Nurik had come to watch from above how soaked orc meat slid in and out of her swollen elf pussy. Though the champion rotated away from him with a whimper from Elara.

"If you have to stick your fat meat into something. I have two barely useful fuck-demons to satisfy you," Gorak boomed and Evi flew out from the ax as its guardian had thrown her out due to its owner's will. She had a wide grin as she barely managed to get up to kneel.

"You called? Is it more sex... I could use even more sex," Evi stuttered. She looked like an aroused hot mess even for a succubus.

"I know her, you might need to add demon tamer among your titles," Herkuls mused. Despite his issues with the demon ambushing his warriors to rob their seed when they were hunting, he was not able to claim the experience had not been pleasurable every time.

"Been a while since I fed a fuckable demon," Lunrak exclaimed and stood up to drop his loincloth. He had the most muscle bulk out of everybody present and his cock was enough to make Evi drool just by looking at it.

"We finally almost got an opinion out of you," Herkuls voiced as Lunrak usually just sat there and waited for the meetings to end. He just growled as his reply and grabbed from Evi's head to trail her face up his cock. She parted her lips wide open like in anticipation while she let her long demon tongue slide around the shaft to get a taste of what was going to be shoved deep into her throat.

"Hungry for my meat?" Lunrak asked but he did not wait for a reply. Once he positioned his tip he used his strong grip from the demon's head to force his cock down her throat. Due to the angle, his shaft was getting more strained than Evi's throat, a feat any lesser dick would not have survived. Though he was definitely not just satisfied by having his length holstered and began moving his hip while his hands locked her face in place.

Evi's eyes tilted while her long tongue dragged along with the cock as it was still wrapped around it. Despite her durability, the pressure mounting between her ears was enough to make her brain melt. Especially as the succubus was able to tell that the balls that slapped against her chin and throat were fully loaded.

Meanwhile, Nurik tried to have a better look at Elara again but dark shadows slithered around him.

"You should show more respect to the Koraga's champion," Hestia whispered into Nurik's ears while her naked body floated from the shadows to match his height even as her feet did not touch the ground.

"You," Nurik Grunted and stepped back. Shadow tendrils wrapped around his loincloth and released his hard green meat but he barely noticed it.

"So, what is with you and elves, is it the ears?" Hestia voiced and moved her hair a bit to show that her tip was a bit pointed. Not as much as an elf's but definitely not human.

"I guess a Koraga's angel will have to do," Nurik exclaimed and warranted an angry grunt from Gorak. Though as the chief's eyes were now lifted from Elara, he ignored the rest as he preferred to focus on the elastic elf pussy over lustful demons and clan chiefs. Especially now that he was taking her in the full view of other orcs, like any other breedable female he had ever taken.

Nurik reached at Hestia with his hands but shadows wrapped around them. He tried to struggle against them but it soon became clear to the orc chief he lacked the strength to resist the physical darkness even with his bulging muscles. Though it did not stop him from trying as it was all part of feral foreplay to get his blood really pumping.

"It has been a while... since I was defeated by a female, you truly are worthy to claim my seed," Nurik voiced while he was almost locked to the ground. Hestia landed on his cock so that her vulva kissed his shaft. She even moved her hip to make it deeper and slide a bit while the orc veins pulsed against her.

"I'm going to squeeze out every last drop of delicious orc-juice from these," Hestia promised while she reached behind her to fondle Nurik's balls. Though only a moment later she lifted up her hip and used her shadows to aim the cock into her hovering angel pussy.

Nurik stared with heavy breathing from his futile struggle how Hestia lowered herself to his tip. Her vulva spread open to embrace it with a sliding kiss. The corrupt angel took her time to feel up the bulged shroom-like head but just her lust twisted face showed she only did so to whet her appetite.

Hestia's hands slid up her thighs that spread wide open to offer Nurik the best possible view of the event that was going to happen. With her unnatural agility, she was able to make sure the chief was going to get a lust arousing show even as he planned to enjoy the green cock to the fullest.

Though suddenly Hestia swallowed hard when she realized Koraga was seeing this through her eyes. It made her look at the shamans who all stared at her. Any one of them could tell her if this was something the god would like or not like to happen. He had stayed silent while she had lusted after his champion for weeks but now he was about to take something to a place that the god himself had been the last proper occupant of.

Even as the troubled angel kept massaging the orc tip with her pussy opening the realization that she was about to take mortal cock-meat into a place a divine being had been filled her mind. It made her go through everything Koraga had ever said to her to find any justification that would let her take the next step her lustful body screamed to happen.

"I serve all... who call on his name," Hestia voiced with gaping lips while her god's words came to her mind. The thought made her swallow hard and one of the shamans almost nodded to her.

"Venerated be mighty Koraga," Nurik uttered and Hestia seemingly used that as a sign to crouch down to take all of the orc's considerable size to stretch her angelic walls. For a moment she simply sat on it while her hands traced the shape of the cock along her stomach but just holding it in was definitely not going to be enough for her. After all, it was the first time in what had felt like an eternity to her that something had properly entered her most lustful place.

Hestia leaned forward to whisper to Nurik with a voice that Gorak did not hear, "Be honored, the last warrior who entered me like this was our god."

Nurik stared with wide shocked eyes at how Hestia lifted back to crouch on his cock only to start moving. Her strong immortal legs easily lifted her up the green veined brick with a bounce of her breasts. The cock was already heavily soaked and leaked on the orc's balls but still, her tightness forced her to put some effort to enable seemingly effortless movement.

Even as Hestia did not need her hands to assist her hard dick-riding she let them wander on Nurik's firm leg muscles that still tried to struggle despite his lust-filled grin. Not to mention once he noticed where her hands had ventured he managed to turn them almost rock-hard. It caused an aroused sensation that made Hestia reward him with an extra tilt of her hip that almost threatened to release the cock at every apex of her lift. But with her immortal skills, she timed them perfectly with zero chance of escape from her hungry angel hole that was irredeemably corrupted by demonic lust.

Elara did not know why she had tilted her head to watch Hestia bounce on the other orc's cock even as she herself was being rammed by Gorak. There was some weird sense of not being alone when she saw it. Neither one of them was a brutish green orc but both were willing to take their fat cocks regardless. Though Elara did not even want to think about being taken by anyone but her beloved champion.

Gorak's fast slaps into Elara's ass were the loudest sounds in the hut. He was riding her hard regardless of what was happening around him. Like the elf was not just a breeding-hole to him but something that warranted all his focus. A concept he barely understood.

Though Lunrak more than understood what he was doing. He was feeding his cock down a hard-to-break demon throat in a quest for personal pleasure. Not that Evi felt any different, she had thrust her own tail into her ass while her fingers worked on her clit. Even if her succubus senses were able to tell when the seed was going to come, every second was too much for her eternally starved body.

"Feast time, pleasure-demon," Lunrak boomed and his load exploded down Evi's throat. Once he did so he holstered in all the way and let the long succubus tongue that had managed to stay wrapped around his length do the rest of the work. As he had climaxed just the milking of his base was more than enough to ensure that all of his abundant load shot straight into the waiting succubus stomach.

The moment Lunrak felt his cock soften even a bit he forcefully dragged all of it out only to slap his orchood into the pink drooling face. It seemingly knocked out Evi and she fell to the ground with a wide grin. She slowly dragged back her tongue into her mouth while making sure she had not spilled any of the delicious orc semen. She had not.

"Hard as muscle," Lunrak announced and sat down to enjoy watching other things happening in the hut. Though his focus immediately went for the other chief approaching the succubus despite Hestia bouncing in an almost perfect viewing angle to him.

"Remember me?" Herkuls asked. He lifted up Evi's head from the floor only to drag her into his lap for a hard embrace.

"I do," Evi uttered while all the times the orc chief had punished her after her semen raids came to her mind. Usually, he just slapped her ass for hours but now he was obviously planning for more.

"I'm going to use your fuckable body for my pleasure like you always wanted," Herkuls announced and positioned Evi to sit on his lap so that his green cock grew from between her pink thighs. His muscular hands locked her against his torso, one gripped her neck while the other locked under her breasts.

"I'm not going to let you put it in... you are going to work hard and then suck it from the floor like a good fuck-demon," Herkuls instructed when Evi tried and failed to lift her hip to reach the cock's tip with her vulva. So she crossed her legs to apply more pressure to the hard green brick while her fingers began to feel up the notable length reaching to her lower stomach despite her vulva kissing its side.

"Okay," Evi eagerly triple-nodded. She had not managed to pull out her tail from her ass at any point and the way she was seated almost locked it in.

"Just your hands and thighs, your demon tail stays in your ass where it belongs," Herkuls kept instructing and Evi kept nodding despite the hand constraining her neck. Though the large fingers moved around to feel her face and head while keeping up some pressure. When two of them ventured into her mouth to pull out her long tongue, she did not resist. It wrapped around one of the fingers and Herkuls used it to lock the tongue against her cheek.

Evi did not even bother trying to reply with her tied tongue but focused her thighs to start pumping the cock against her soaked vulva that suctioned against the cock like only a succubus could. Though Herkuls was not satisfied by simply sitting there. His right hand kept pushing up Evi's breasts with the hard surround of her torso while her face was being explored by the other.

"It's coming, do you feel it?" Hestia loudly asked and drew extra attention to herself. Her ass was moving almost like a blur on the heavily soaked green meat. Despite her announcement, she did not slow down but adjusted the support from her hands like something was literally going to explode within her.

Nurik's cock visibly pulsed and he groaned while his seed was released. The angel's walls demanded it with hard pleasurable pressure and Hestia slowed down her movement to only let half of the orc meat leave her. Though still there was no burst of abundant semen out of her

"I'm keeping it all in, no escape for your delicious orc juice," Hestia panted. Her shadows intensified around her nethers and locked any potential leaking by forming a ring around her vulva.

"Mighty Koraga be venerated," Nurik uttered while his cock kept being milked and constrained by the angel of his god. Hestia let her shadow tendrils increasingly wrap around the orc's balls and cock to add to the sensation of being sucked dry.

A weird panic was rising within Elara as she stared at Hestia's back with a tilted head, it had never taken this long for Gorak to climax. But the moment she thought it she felt the cock throb within her to release the seed into her deepest place. The next thrust made it burst out of her in a familiar manner and it washed her fears that suddenly felt a bit silly.

"I love you," Elara whimpered but a moment later panic filled her eyes. She buried her face into her hands and hoped that nobody had heard her. Doing such a confession during something that was a little more than a public orgy made her embarrassed far more than being seen fucked by the only being she had truly ever loved. Though luckily for her, nobody had really understood the meaning.

"Poor Elara, we might make you into a proper demon one way if this turns you on," Hestia giggled. She lifted up from Nurik's cock and began eyeing the last male orc who had not gotten his cock wet during the orgy.

"Keep your taint out of my favorite breeding-hole," Gorak boomed and lifted up the semen leaking Elara. For a moment he looked like he was going to leave with his elf luggage but then he remembered he still had something he needed to do in his capacity as the new warlord.

"One left and two of my holes are seed-free," Hestia voiced and presented her body to chief Burek. He had been sitting and watching the show with keen intent.

"I already gifted my seed to a worthy shaman today but don't worry. I will use you as a pleasure-holster when I need one," Burek replied and Gorak aimed the harshest stare he had ever used at Elara. It made her almost paralyzed.

"He means her," Elara stuttered and pointed at one of the orc shamans at the corner of the hut. When it had happened, she had been too shocked to even move away while the muscular female had been pumped against the ground by the chief. There was no replay from the champion but his eyes calmed down.

"But more importantly, our warlord, why do you truly seek the power of our clans for? One last glorious battle against the cowards who rule the skies from their forts?" Burek asked with a demanding tone.

"We will take their symbol of power from the ones who exterminated my clan and make it ours," Gorak declared. His words created confusion in most eyes even as they understood the words. Though a smile spread on Elara's lips. This was the act Koraga had asked her to prepare his shamans. They might have known magic but even basic operations of magic-tech devices needed specialized training

"If that is your command. I'm assuming Koraga will be with us?" Burek asked with a tone that indicated he had guessed what was meant by the champion. But his eyes went for Hestia even as another replied before her.

"He is always with mighty warriors that feel no fear," Gorak boomed.

"Glory for Koraga," the orcs began to declare. All but Herkuls who was too busy sucking on succubus tongue in a deep kiss with Evi. His cock was still throbbing hard between her thighs but she was simply holding it still. Like neither one of them really wanted the moment filled with lust to end.