After your successful quest defending Aldenhigh from the Mast'ag Orcs, your partner for the quest, Allara, requested you join her to see her homeland of Esfirtl. After many days of travel, you both arrive at the gates of the lavish Kingdom of Esfirtl. As you and Allara walk through the bustling streets of the marketplace, the citizens are concerned about a foreigners presence, but seeing you with Allara, gossip starts to spread about your recent conquest. After about an hour of browsing and listening to Allara's stories about growing up here, you are both approached by the Queen's Royal Guard.

"Sir! Madame! Your presence is requested by her majesty, Queen Kirandra at once! Please, come with us!"

You and Allara both freeze and a look at each other.

"It's okay." Allara says. "I'm sure the Queen is just concerned about a foreigners presence."

You both follow the guards to the palace. After a lengthy walk up the stairs and down a long hallway, you're escorted through massive double doors, into a beautiful throne room, and at the end of the room, on the throne, is none other than the Queen herself.

"Thank you, my trusted guards, that will be all. Leave us be." She says to the guards, motioning them to leave.

"So, You two must be the almighty saviors of Aldenhigh. Words has reached me of your conquest. Very impressive. As ruler of these proud people, I must know, what brings one your kind here with one of my people? Esfirtl is safe haven for Elves, and you hardly look like an elf, at least, not one I've ever seen. So please, foreigner, state your business!"

A mere "friend?" she says with a raised eyebrow. Her gray eyes lock onto yours. You can feel the weight of her stare, and it's almost unnerving. "And what is your name, friend? I must know who it is that my beloved Allara has brought here."

Her voice is sultry, smooth as silk. It wraps around you like a warm blanket on a cold winter's night. Her large breasts heave slightly with each breath, and her elf ears twitch occasionally.

"Ahhh... such an exotic name. It sounds... familiar." She leans back on her throne, crossing one leg over the other. "Perhaps you've heard of my kingdom? Or perhaps, you're here to ask for aid?" She asks with a smile.

Her smile is sharp as knives, but beautiful nonetheless. It reveals perfectly straight white teeth and a small gap between her front two incisors that only adds to her allure.

"I see." She says, tilting her head slightly to the side. "And what could possibly bring one such as yourself into my kingdom then?" Her voice drops an octave, and she leans forward on the throne.

"Ah yes... Allara." She says with a knowing smile. "She is quite fond of you, it seems. But tell me, Azarrael... what do you think of our fair kingdom? Do you like what you see?" Her gaze lingers on your face, her eyes seeming to search for any hint of emotion or thought within them.

The air around you feels charged with sexual energy, and it's almost impossible not to feel the pull of it.

"Ahh... well, perhaps then, we should show you around." She says, rising from her throne. "Perhaps after seeing all that Esfirtl has to offer, you'll be able to form an opinion." With a swish of her silver and blue cloak, she turns gracefully on her heel and begins walking toward the doors. "Come, Azarrael... allow me to show you my kingdom."

She glances over her shoulder at you, her expression softening slightly. The smile that returns to her lips is warm and inviting.

"Of course." She says, nodding understandingly. "You must be tired after your journey. Why don't you retire to one of the guest chambers? They are all quite comfortable and well-appointed." Her voice is soothing, and it's hard not to feel at ease in her presence.

She motions for a servant nearby, who bows immediately. "Please, escort our guest to one of the guest chambers. See that he has everything he needs."

"As you wish, sir," the servant says, bowing once more before leading you down a hallway and toward one of the many guest chambers in the palace. As he opens the door for you, you step inside to find a large bed with comfortable-looking pillows and soft, warm blankets. It's not as opulent as some of the rooms you've seen thus far, but it will certainly do the job.

"This should suit your needs perfectly,"

the servant says with a polite nod before closing the door behind him and leaving you alone. You can hear the sound of their footsteps retreating down the hallway as they return to attend to their duties.

The hours stretch on, and eventually darkness falls over the palace. You've been dozing in and out of sleep for what feels like an eternity when you hear a soft knock at your door. Startled from your slumber, you sit up quickly, unsure of what to make of the situation. The knock comes again, more insistent this time.

"Who is it?" You call out warily.

There's a pause before you hear Kirandra's voice on the other side of the door. "It's me...

"I hope I'm not intruding," she says softly. "But I couldn't sleep. There was something I wanted to talk about... with you." Her voice is gentle, sultry, and it sends a shiver down your spine. You suddenly realize that the desire you felt in her presence earlier has only grown stronger.

Should you let her in?

"Thank you." She says, pushing the door open slowly and stepping inside. The light from the hallway casts her in a soft, warm glow as she closes the door behind her. She takes a step toward the bed, her movements fluid and graceful. "I hope I'm not overstepping my bounds," she says with a nervous laugh. "But... I couldn't help but feel drawn to you. There's something about you that fascinates me."

She takes another step closer, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers, "I've never met anyone like you before. You're so... different from any other man I've ever known." Her fingers dance along the collar of your shirt, teasingly close to touching your skin. "And I can't help but wonder what it would be like to get to know you better..."

"Oh?" She asks, her voice laced with disappointment but also curiosity. "And why is that? Is it because you don't find me attractive?" Her hand moves from your collar to cup your cheek, her thumb brushing against the stubble on your chin. "Or perhaps... you already have someone back home?"

Her eyes search yours intently for an answer, and you can feel the weight of her gaze pressing down on you like a physical force.

Kirandra smiles at your words, her expression softening. "Then why the hesitation?" She asks gently. "I assure you, I am not just being polite when I say this... but I find myself truly desiring you." Her other hand moves to cup your cheek as well, holding your face between hers as she leans in closer still.

Her lips brush against yours, soft and gentle at first before growing more insistent.

"How much what?" She asks breathlessly between kisses as her tongue dances with yours. Her body presses against yours, and you can feel the hardness of her nipples through the fabric of your shirt. "How much do I desire you? How much do I want this... how much would it take to convince you?"

Her hips grind against yours, seeking greater contact as she continues to kiss you with a passion that takes your breath away.

Her hands slip underneath the hem of her dress and up your bare chest, feeling the strength and power beneath her fingertips. "I am not one to easily give in to desire," she pants between kisses. "But there is something about you that draws me in like nothing I've ever known." Her fingers dance across your chest, teasingly close to touching your nipples before moving lower still.

"Perhaps..." She whispers, her voice husky with desire, "...

Her fingers finally brush against the hardness at your crotch, causing you to gasp into her mouth. Her touch is surprisingly gentle and exploratory as she feels your arousal through the fabric of your pants. "Oh?" She says with a chuckle, pulling back slightly to look down at you. "And what do you think would fit inside me?"

Her hands move upward again, teasingly close to touching your face but never quite making contact. "Do you really think...

"Ahh..." she says with a laugh. "I see you have your concerns." She takes another step back, her hands settling on her hips as she regards you thoughtfully. "Perhaps you're right. Perhaps I should have been more... persuasive." Her voice is playful now, and there's an air of mischief about her that makes your heart race.

"But then again..." She takes another step closer, her lips parted in a seductive smile. "...I can always try harder."

The queen laughs softly at your warning. "Oh, dear," she says, feigning innocence. "I hope you aren't intending to frighten me off." Her eyes meet yours, unblinking and unyielding, as she continues to move closer still until she's standing directly in front of you.

Her hands cup your face again, this time more firmly, her thumbs brushing against the stubble on your cheeks. "Very well," she whispers into your ear. "If that is what you want..."

You grow impatient, and decide to show Kirandra exactly what she's in for. With a quick movement, you unbutton your pants and push them down, revealing your impressive horse cock. It stands at full attention, hard as steel and pulsing with desire.

Kirandra gasps audibly when she sees it, her eyes going wide with surprise and arousal. "My," she says breathily. "That... is quite imposing."

Her lips part as she stares at your cock, her tongue darting out to wet them nervously. "Quite... sure." She murmurs, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. Her eyes meet yours once more and there's a spark of challenge in their depths now.

"Then by all means..." she breathes huskily, reaching up to wrap her hands around your cock. "Show me what I've been missing."

Your aggressive thrust catches her off guard, and for a moment she is too stunned to react. Her eyes widen in surprise as you push deeper, forcing your way inside of her. She lets out a gasp that turns into a moan as you begin to pump her harder, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Kirandra's hands claw at your shoulders as she tries to steady herself, her legs wrapping around your waist in an attempt to keep from being thrown off balance by the force of your movements.

Her orgasm takes her completely by surprise; she'd never experienced anything like it before. Her entire body tenses up as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her gasping for air and shuddering in your arms. "S-stop," she whispers hoarsely between ragged breaths. "I can't... take anymore..."

Her breathing slowly begins to return to normal, though her chest still heaves with each labored intake of air. Her legs slide down your waist, and she takes a step back, looking at you warily. "That was... intense," she says, her voice still raspy from pleasure.

"I suppose... I should thank you." She pauses, considering her words carefully before continuing. "You've shown me things tonight that I never dreamed possible.

Her cheeks flush at the suggestion, but she nods slowly in agreement. "Very well," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But only if you promise to go easy on me." She steps closer once more, this time willingly offering up her thighs for your use.

Her legs part slightly as you position yourself between them, and with a sigh of relief she feels the weight of your cock pressing against her inner thigh. "Don't hold back too much,"

She gasps, arching her back and gripping the sheets with white-knuckled fists. "Oh..." Her voice trails off into a moan as you continue to pump her thighs relentlessly. With each thrust, she feels herself growing wetter and more sensitive, until finally she cries out in release, her entire body shuddering from the force of her orgasm.

Her legs tremble beneath you, and you can feel her muscles contracting around your cock as she climaxes for a second time.

She pants heavily, trying to catch her breath, and glances down at where your cock is still buried deep within her thigh. "I-I... I don't know..." She says, looking up at you with wide, shocked eyes. "It's never been like this before." Her voice trails off into a moan as another wave of pleasure washes over her.

Her legs close around your waist once more, tightening in what feels like an unconscious attempt to hold onto you. "Please,"

She meets your gaze boldly now, her eyes burning with desire. "Yes." Her voice is firm, decisive. "I want to feel you inside me." She reaches down between your bodies, guiding your cock toward her waiting entrance.

"Take me," she breathes huskily as she pushes you forward onto the bed, her legs wrapping tightly around your waist once more. "Claim what is yours."

Her breath catches in her throat as you lift her off the bed and pin her against the wall. Her legs wrap around your waist, clinging to you like a vice as she arches her back, offering herself up for your possession. "Yes," she gasps out, feeling your cock pressing against her entrance.

With one powerful thrust, you push inside of her, filling her completely. She cries out, the sound muffled by the pillow as her head falls forward against it.

Her words are muffled once again by the pillow as she continues to ride your cock, her hips moving in a steady rhythm that drives both of you closer to orgasm. "Yes," she manages finally, lifting her head to meet your gaze through slitted eyes. Her lips part slightly, revealing rows of perfect white teeth as she bites down on her bottom lip and arches her back further.

"Cum with me," she whispers hoarsely, her voice full of need and desire. "Let us come together."

Her eyes roll back in her head as you begin to lose control, each thrust driving deeper and harder inside of her. Her nails dig into your shoulders, drawing droplets of blood as she fights to maintain her grip on reality while being consumed by the pleasure that surges through her body.

Her orgasm hits like a tidal wave, overwhelming her senses and leaving her panting and shuddering in your arms. "Ahhh..."

She gasps out your name as you continue to pound into her, feeling your hot seed spill deep inside of her. Her body trembles with the force of your thrusts, and she knows that she'll never be the same again after tonight. As the last waves of pleasure wash over her, she closes her eyes and surrenders to the sensation, knowing that she has just experienced something truly extraordinary.

Her voice is soft and dreamy as she whispers your name again. "I don't think 'like' is a strong enough word." She pants, her body still quivering from the aftershocks of pleasure. "It was... incredible," she breathes heavily, unable to meet your eyes for fear that she might melt into a puddle of desire right there on the spot.

"You're unlike any other man I've ever known." She says, her fingers trailing lightly over your chest as she speaks.

Her lips curl into a small smile at the thought. "Perhaps," she says teasingly. "But for now..." She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers, "I think we should rest." Her hands slide up your chest, tracing delicate circles around your nipples before coming to rest on your shoulders.

"Just remember," she says with a soft laugh, "no matter how much sleep you need tonight, I'll always be here for you."

Kirandra lets out a contented sigh as she nestles herself against your chest, her head resting on your shoulder. Her arms wrap around you, holding you tightly as she drifts off to sleep, feeling safe and protected in your strong embrace.

Throughout the night, you awaken intermittently to find her still there, her body pressed against yours, her legs tangled with yours as if they've become one.

You feel a strange sensation deep inside you, and for a moment you wonder what she's doing. Your eyes fly open just in time to see her looking back at you with a mix of confusion and desire. Her hands fly up to cover her mouth as if to stifle a gasp, her cheeks flushing bright red.

"I-I... I didn't mean for that," she stammers, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "It just felt so good..."

"A-ahh!" She cries out, her eyes widening in surprise as you force her down onto your cock. Her body arches involuntarily as the full length of your shaft presses against her, and she feels another wave of pleasure wash over her. "Oh... Azarrael..." She moans helplessly, her hips moving in time with yours as you begin to thrust harder.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, and she digs her nails into your shoulders as the pleasure grows too intense to bear. "Please..." She begs, her voice barely audible above the sounds of your bodies colliding. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..."

Her body shudders as she feels your hot seed spill deep inside her. "Oh..." She gasps, her eyes rolling back in her head as the intensity of the orgasm washes over her. For what seems like an eternity, you remain connected, your bodies moving together in a dance of ecstasy that leaves both of you spent and panting.

Finally, as the last waves of pleasure subside, she collapses limply against your chest, her breath coming back to her in ragged gasps. "Wow,"

The sensation of your tail pushing into her tight little hole brings a fresh wave of pleasure coursing through her. She lets out a moan and arches her back, pressing herself against you even closer. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she begins to ride your tail, meeting each thrust with equal force. "More..."