Date: Wed, 10 Mar 2021 18:11:02 +0400
From: Nell Bas <helledon12@gmail.com>
Subject: the last feres/the feri war 10

Happy reading!


			       The feri war
				Chapter 10

Three days have passed, apart from Keene and Devlin we were yet to return
home. I have kept my meeting with Mara and Rhea to myself, except for Wren
whom I told the same night. He was upset at first because he just
discovered that his grandmother and her sisters were mystics. In a way,
they've played a role in his father's demise. Fortunately, for them, Wren
didn't keep grudges.

It rained a lot these past three days. And we were kind of stuck inside
most of the time. That irritated Connor because I think he was horny. Since
I've heard his confession to Wren the other day, I didn't bring it up. But
this evening he was annoying.

'Fuck!' We heard him yell from the bathroom. He came out and stood a meter
from the sofa I was on with Wren.

'What's wrong?' I asked.

'This,' he said pointing to the raging hard-on in his pants. 'I've jerked
off twice since we came back from dinner and still that fucker won't go
down.'

Wren sniggered. 'I'll invite you to our bed but I know you'll refuse.'

Connor flipped him off and stormed out of the room.

Regardless of whether Wren and I were committed, it's unlikely for a Targ
to refuse an invitation to pleasure. There must be something else at play
here. I relayed that to Wren via telepathy.

'He has a crush on Maya. And by the looks of it, she is unresponsive to his
advances,' Wren said laughing. 'And he doesn't want to have sex with us
because he doesn't want to upset her. I admire his tenacity but
unfortunately for him I've never heard a glyph change from a spadis
before.'

'We should help him,' I said.

'How? That guy doesn't want our help.'

Right then, a wicked idea formed in my head.

'Oh-oh, I know that look. What are you scheming, atsa.'

'You remember the time in Koff when Devlin reunited us in a
dreamscape. What if we did the same for Connor?'

Wren laughed. 'It won't work. You know, the three words that best describe
Connor are: irritating, charismatic and determined. And right now he is
irritated because his charismatic approach isn't working on Maya. But he
will not stop. That's how determined he could be.'

'You make him sounds like an obsessed single-minded person.'

'That's what I said, determinedly annoying.'

I punched him. 'Smartass.' He chuckled.

'But seriously, leave it alone, atsa. Connor doesn't want our help.'

'He may not want it but that doesn't mean we can't offer our help. Leave it
to me,' I said jumping off the sofa. 'Come one. It would be more
comfortable in our bed.'

I giggled as Wren chased me all the way there.

Connor lay awake in bed. I had to knock him out cold with my psionic
power. He woke up in a dreamscape amongst purple flowers for miles all
around. Confused at first, he didn't know what to do. He shouted for
anyone, and as I intended no one replied. Finally, he picked a direction
and started walking until he stumbled upon a small cluster of trees.

Unbeknownst to him, Wren and I was already there lying naked on a bed of
furs.

"What's the plan here? We make out until he finds us and decides to join
in," Wren thought.

"Until he finds us, yes. Like you said he won't join us. I don't expect him
to. He will be tempted to watch though. There's pleasure in voyeurism. He
won't be able to resist the temptation. He'll be jerking off to
satisfaction in no time. Trust me."

Wren laughed. "So presumptuous of you, Mr High King."

Wren didn't wait for my reply. He was already sucking my nipple and
caressing my gluts.

I closed my eyes and moaned audibly from the sensation. I moved his head to
the other nipple. He nibbled at it, I almost choked on my tongue.

I sensed Connor approaching. He heard us.

Swiftly, I straddled Wren. And in a photo opp fashion, I flipped my hair
back and shook it. From short curls flowed a long thick silky dark mane.

With a finger at my lower lip, I looked down at my mate with a smile. I
know exactly what he was seeing. Not only had my hair changed, but my face
was now pronouncedly feminine, my body was leaner and curvier, and to my
chest hanged two perky yet full tits.

'What the fuck?!' Wren stammered.

'You like?' I teased with a wink.

A shit-eating grin pulled at his face. 'Great Feri, that's so hot!'

He reached up and cupped my breasts in his large palms. 'Baby, that feels
amazing!'

'Hmmm,' I said pulling his lips to my nipple again. He suckled like a
thirsty babe. 'That's it, honey.  Suck my tits,' I moaned.

Wren's curious hands followed the curves down my body only to grapple at my
ass. They were a bit more voluptuous than before. Since I was aiming for
transgender, I kept my privates intact.

Wren played with my tits for an eternity before he finally paid attention
to another body part. He turned me around so that my butt was in his
face. He patted it. He kissed it. He bit it. And he slapped it. Arching my
back, I was loving it all. Mimicking female porn actors, I played with my
tits with my head tilted back.

I remembered how Robin and Kaia were so noisy during sex, and so, I added
sexy little noises of my own.

My mate parted my cheeks and dragged a wet tongue at my pinkish
centre. 'Yeah, baby. Just like that.' He did it again, and again. I was
shouting in delightful little squeals. My hands felt for Wren's member,
which was hard as steel. Bending down I took the gland into my mouth. In
doing so, I gave Wren better access to my hole. He prodded me with his long
slippery tongue.

Fuck! I was so turned on.

'Turn back around, baby,' Wren coarsely said. 'I want to fuck you.'

I did what he asked. Straddling him with my knees planted on the fur, I
lined his cock to my opening and slowly impaled myself on it.

We both groaned from the pleasure.

'Great Feri, have mercy,' Wren mumbled.

Placing my hands on his chest, I rode him hard. To increase my and his
pleasure, he grabbed both my ass cheeks while I rodeoed.

The ride was long and intense. My tits were bouncing up and down in a
not-so-sexy fashion. Well, at least to me it wasn't. Wren surely liked it
though. His eyes barely strayed from them.

We should do this more often. It would be like role playing. God. Are we
turning into Seth and Dale?

Shaking that image out of my head, I reached for my cock, stroking it as I
bounced. I felt the shift in Wren as his muscles tensed. He was about to
climax. I stroke my cock faster and cum seconds before he did.

Panting and sweating, I was so enthralled by our performance that I forgot
we had an audience. I raised my head and my eyes connected with Maya's.

She smiled before backing out quietly. Mission accomplished. It was time to
return everyone where they belonged.

Sometime during the night, I grew thirsty. Pulling on a robe, I pondered
the kitchenette. I drained a glass of water before carrying another one to
the bedroom. On the way back, I saw the figure of someone on the balcony.

'Maya! What are you doing out here in the dark?' I said walking up to
her. The rain has stopped, but it was freezing.

I startled her. 'Rye, sorry. I couldn't sleep.'

I pulled a chair and sat down. 'Come sit. Tell me what's bothering you.'

'Nothing,' she said.

'I just hope I didn't scare you with my little performance earlier.'

She genuinely laughed. 'No. Not that. I just don't know what I'm feeling
right now.'

I had no idea what she meant by that. I couldn't assume it was about
Connor.

'Whatever it is? You can tell me, I won't tell anyone.'

She stared into the darkness. 'It's my father.'

I didn't say anything. I waited for her to continue on her own. I found
that sometimes people just want someone to listen.

'I never met him until you guys showed up. My mom sat me down the other day
and told me everything about him.'

'I'm confused. Who is your father?' The way she said it, implied that one
of us is her dad. I mean Wren and Connor was too young for that unless it
was... 'Holly shit! is your dad, Devlin?'

That explained why she kept quiet around us most of the time. How she kept
staring at the elfin or even Keene all the time. It also explained her
transformation. As an elf, Devlin has transfiguration abilities. I have no
doubt Maya has inherited those traits.

'It's perfectly normal not to feel anything about it you know,' I said
touching her arm. She nodded, yes. 'Did you confront him?'

'No. I don't know if I'm ready for that.'

'That's fair,' I said. Then something occurred to me. Devlin is a strong
telepath. He's perpetually always in other people's head. He's been in
Mathyel for two nights. He must have caught on Maya's, Anya's or even
Mother Celia's thoughts about the subject. Now that I think of it. That
must be the rift between him and Wren's grandmother. He knows. I wasn't
going to lie to Maya about that.

'You know what he is right?'

She nodded. 'Yes. The goddesses explained it to me.'

'You know he probably knows who you are to him.'

'Yes. That's why I've been avoiding being alone with him.'

I sighed. 'I don't know what to tell you, Maya.'

'I know,' she said resignedly.

'What about Connor? You know the guy likes you right?' I said to cheer her
up a little.

She laughed. 'I know. He made it obvious in his advances.'

I sniggered. 'And?'

Speaking of Connor. The little show in dreamscape was meant for Maya. And
Connor was meant to spy on Maya spying on us.

'And nothing.' She gave a short laugh. 'Not that I'm impassive, it's just
that I need ... I just need time I guess.'

'Well, take all the time that you need.'

She laughed again.


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End of chapter 10