10-03: Ritual of the Elves ?

Shaerill had already undressed herself, so Veronica had quickly followed suit. Though, she lagged behind as she was studying Shaerill's body.

Shaerill was skinnier than she had thought, her clothing making up most of her bulk. Though, she didn't necessarily look unhealthy. However, it didn't stop her body from developing beautifully. Wide hips, a soft looking rear, and shapely breasts. She didn't necessarily have the biggest of breasts, and was much smaller than, say, Cassidy, but she was bigger than some of Veronica's harem.

"We can't fuck just by looking at each other."

"I know, I was just... admiring your body."

"Hehe, you can do so much more to it, you know."

Veronica nodded and embraced Shaerill, picking her up and sitting her up on her desk. Veronica's cock begged to enter into the waiting Elf's cavern, but Shaerill stopped her, instead engaging in teasing."

"We need to do something first, an Elf specialty." She said with a smirk. Shaerill brought her thumb up to her mouth, and but hard enough to draw blood. "Drink it." Shaerill ordered Veronica.

It was a bit odd, but Veronica has experienced weirder, so she liked off some of Shaerill's blood from her thumb. Her blood, oddly enough, didn't taste metallic. It tasted sweet, like honey.

"So, why was that necessary?"

"So we can be connected." She whispered in Veronica's ear, keeping her demonic lover in a small state of ecstasy. "An Elven ritual, we feel each other's pleasure, as well as our own."

"Double the pleasure, then?"

"Exactly. Oh, and you may experience moments of visions, though that rarely happens." Shaerill quickly stated before letting her pussy engulf Veronica's twitching cock.

It was indeed double the ecstasy, as Veronica felt what she normally would, her cock in a tight Elven pussy, but she also felt what Shaerill felt, a lover's penis wanting to spread warmth in her. No pain, no worries, just pleasure. It took Veronica a while to get used to the feeling enough to be able to start thrusting.

She swore that she felt like cumming multiple times. In fact, she forgot all about the contraception spell, though it didnt6seem like Shaerill was worried. Either she had her own plan, or she was fine with getting pregnant.

Whichever way it was to go, Both the girls were in extreme pleasure. Shaerill felt a non existent penis, while Veronica felt herself being fucked, letting her juices run down her legs without ever being touched.

Though, when Shaerill said that there might be a rare instance of visions, Veronjca just so happened to have them, while her body was on autopilot. They flashed inconsistently, only for brief moments, as if they're supposed to be forgotten.

Visions of the All Mother, a beautiful and young elf falling in love with a Demon, likely the Elven version of the real events. The All Mother was romantically and sexually obsessed with Lilith, to the point to where her own obsession passed on to her descendants.

The girls moans mixed like a beautiful symphony, breaking Veronica out of the visions for just a moment. Enough to kiss Shaerill, who moaned into Veronica's kiss.

But Veronica started having the visions again. An explanation of the Elves interesting culture. How they're demonic obsession kept being watered down with each generation, from being a need for Lilith specifically, down to only some having essentially a fetish for Demons. And, then, something interesting. She saw Shaerill in the vision. She was being watched, by one if the trees. The tree was much different than the rest. A woman who looked similar to the All Mother was carved into the tree. That's when she realized that, while none if the other Elves noticed, that it wasn't just a carving...

It was the All Mother. The visions were trying to tell her something, but her climax stopped the visions.

The heat of her semen shooting up into Shaerill's womb, as well as the heat she felt due to the ritual, a heat that was recently familiar to her.

Veronica finally had clarity as she was pulling out of Shaerill. Shaerill's abdomen was swollen with Veronica's cum, as well as a slow and steady stream coming out her her used cave.

"That was... really good... and messy." Veronica panted as her cum dripped onto the desk and floor, as well as her own juices.

"It was fulfilling. Wow... I didn't think you'd fill me up that much... that's going to take a while to go back to normal."

The two shared a quiet laugh and a kiss.

"I should hold you here for too long. Don't worry, I can clean up here. I think the Queen would like to see you soon." Shaerill said, looking out the window.

"Are you sure? Can't we stay herfor alittle bit longer."

"I wish, but the Queen does want her Demon daughter in law for herself, you know."

"Right, right. Are you sure you're fine here?"

"Yeah. I'm used to it, even Elf masturbation is messy."

Veronica had gotten rock hard again from Shaerill's description.

"Hehe, I do wish we could continue, maybe try a few positions I never tried before. But not now. Not enough time. Go on, I'll be fine."

"R-Right." Veronica said, before cleaning up enough to not stain her clothes. "I'll see you later then."

"Mhm."

The two then parted ways, though Veronica wondered if there was any way she could've stayed there. But if Priscilla wanted to see her, then it wouldn't be a good idea keeping her waiting.