Chasing My Fiancée Across A Fantasy World -Chapter 14

John was soaked through and chilled to the bone when he returned to the Wolf’s Head Inn in the middle of the night.  The front door was closed, so he decided to walk down the alleyway.  His eyes scanned the building, trying to find a way into the building.  Every door was locked and every window was shuttered.  He cursed at himself for not having some means of quietly getting back into his warm bed.  John started to shiver and his jaw clattered his teeth together, the noise was drowned out by the percussion of the raindrops hitting the ground.

He walked slower now with plodding steps to the back side of the inn and he saw the inn’s barn which kept their horses while they were in town.  He approached and tested the door and seeing it was locked, looked up.  The door to the hayloft was slightly ajar.  A rope hung from a pulley above the it.

The tired adventurer tried multiple times to jump and reach the dangling rope.  On his fifth attempt he fell on his back and he could feel the mud invade his clothing from top to bottom.  He gave it one last shot and finally caught the rope and pulled himself up, hand over hand.  He reached the square door and swung gingerly so he could get a toehold.  The first try missed and he waved his legs frantically.  His cheeks were flush as he started breathing heavily.

“One last go.”  He got his feet to wrap around the rope and he swung harder this time.  At what he thought was the right moment, he let go of the rope and reached out for the doorway.  He hit it with a wet thud and slipped back a few inches.  He dangled for a moment, not knowing what to do next.  Looking at the door frame he saw he could reach for a better hand hold.  He was finally able to swing his leg up and roll into the musty hayloft, sopping wet and panting heavily.  He could see his breath.

The would-be adventurer removed most of his clothing except for his shirt and underpants and found some hooks to dry them on. Finding a nice pile of straw to sleep on he laid down and within a few moments fell asleep.

…

“Wake up you son of a bitch!”  John felt a strong kick to the ribs.  His eyes opened but his mouth was dry and he couldn’t speak.  The rest of the Bobcats stood over him, each of them sporting a disapproving look, except for Brideen, who had a scowl on her face and was beet red.  “We spent the better part of this morning trying to find you.  We thought you were dead!”

John worked enough saliva into his throat to speak, but he felt as if he were burning up.  The shiver of the previous night returned to him and he lifted his hands to them.  “I can explain.”

“We know very well what you did.  We’re missing a grappling hook.  Your clothes are soaked through, and you couldn’t get back inside the inn.  We’re not stupid.”  Brideen folded her arms.

“I was just so close.”  He coughed. “Someone was kind enough to show me a way to the castle’s keep.  I thought I could rescue her.”  John half closed his eyes and laid back down on the hay.

Netruna walked forward and put her slender hand on his forehead. She looked to the rest. “He’s burning up.  We need to get him into bed and find a potion for him.”

“He can stay here for all I care.” Brideen kicked him in the side again.  John moaned weakly before coughing.  She was about to kneel down and pummel him when Lori pulled Brideen back.

Lori shook Brideen. “You’ve done enough Bri! Can’t you see he needs help.”

“The man doesn’t care about himself and he doesn’t care about us.” Tears formed at the corners of Brideen’s eyes. “I told him we’d get to her, and he almost got himself killed.”

Lori shook her head. “What’s done is done.  Kicking him won’t help.  John, were you followed?  Did anyone see you trying to enter the castle?”

John’s eyes flickered a moment, thinking of Aneena and her magic. “No, but I did leave the hook and rope there.  So they’ll know someone has gotten close.  I’m sorry.”

John’s vision became blurry and he passed out again.

…

In his fever dream he relived the moment of seeing his one and only Tricia through the window of the keep, being touched by that old wretch and enjoying it. Instead of Gunther, Tricia was staring out the window at John.  The scene then changed to show Tricia naked and surrounded by old men.  They were rubbing their dicks all over her, and the duke was fucking her face.  Tricia looked at him with those pretty blue eyes and pulled away from the duke to smile and laugh at John.  John, unable to look away, simply let go of the rope.  He fell into darkness, to only relive the scene again.

He could feel his heart grow cold and turn black.  He saw his veins carry ichor instead of blood.  John tore at his chest to try to get the corruption out of his body, but he could see the capillaries in his skin turn gray and then black.  In the end he saw Aneena in the throws of orgasm underneath him.

John screamed and awoke, sitting upright, clawing at his chest, already covered in long red scratches.  The young man looked around to see that he was in his room at the Wolf’s Head inn.  An empty crystal bottle lay on the bedside table and light was streaming in through the window.  

The door swung open and a cute gnome woman stood at the threshold in her nightgown. “John!  Are you alright?!  I heard a scream.”  She ran to him and put her head to his. “Oh thank goodness, the fever’s broken.  I knew that potion would do the trick.  You’re lucky to be alive.”

“How long have I been asleep?  I remember Brideen kicking me.”  He scratched his face, feeling the stubble.

Netruna looked down.  “Two days, the medicine worked by forcing you into a deep sleep.”  

“Fuck.”  John hit the bed with his fist. “And where is Brideen, I bet she’s still pissed off at me.  I don’t blame her.”

“Brideen spent the entire time in this room watching over you.  She felt so guilty after seeing how sick you really were. Look over the edge of the bed.”

Sure enough, Brideen lay on the floor in her sleeping sack, blond hair an absolute mess. John ran his hand through his hair and looked at Netruna. “Wanna help me get her into bed?”

“Let her sleep.  We need to talk.”  Netruna pulled up a chair and sat next to the bed. “Tell me what happened.”

He sighed.  “It’s fairly simple. I learned how to get into the castle from a beggar who I had given a coin to.  I slunk out in the middle of the night.  I climbed up the tower and I couldn’t get her.  So I came back.”  

“Did you see her?”

“Yes.”

“What happened John?”  She reached out and touched his hand.

“She…she was with the duke and the hero Gunther.  They were…she…”  John withdrew his hand.  “She’s gone.”

“Did you talk to her?  It may not be what you thought you saw.”

“Don’t give me that bullshit Netruna.”  He grimaced. “I know what I saw.  She wasn’t acting like someone who was engaged, not engaged to me at least.”  He cracked his knuckles. “When I first started dating Tricia, my friends and family all told me that she was bad news. Heh.  I lost my best friend when he told me that she had slept with him and almost half the town before I started dating her.  I didn’t speak with him again.  I wanted to believe that she was the one.  I loved her.  Look where it got me.”

“What are you going to do?”  Netruna’s ears moved and pointed backwards.

“Part of me wants to go home.”  John blinked back tears. “But even if I do find a way back, people will ask where Tricia went.  I’d be on the run from the law.”  He sighed. “But even that’s a pipedream.  You all said there was nothing past the mountains but wastelands.”

“John, we don’t know how you came here.  But it stands to reason if there’s a way to get here, there’s a way to return.  The goblins found a way.”

“What would I say to the police Netruna?”  He barked. “Goblin’s took my girlfriend?  Do you know how crazy that sounds?”

“Happens all the time.”  Netruna shrugged.

“Not in my world!”  When he saw Netruna wince, he raised his hands and calmed down. “Look. I’m sorry.  Just thinking about it, I can’t go back home without Tricia. I would have to bring her back, and I don’t think I could even talk to her, let alone convince her.”

He felt a body press up against him and he looked to his left to see Brideen had snuck into bed and was snuggling with him. “No one’s saying you ever have to John.  Stay with the Bobcats.”

Netruna nodded. “Your girlfriend is said to be the prophetess of the goddess of life, Leniah.  Maybe you’re similar in a way.  You’re the best archer I’ve ever seen.  Who knows what your true potential is?”

Brideen propped herself up. “If you want justice John, you’ll have to fight for it.  The nobility is corrupt and innocent people live in fear of monsters and demons.  We could save them.”

John grimaced. “Isn’t that the hero’s job?  Why isn’t Gunther handling it?”

Brideen held his face. “And who says Gunther is the real hero?”  She poked him. “The only thing Gunther’s good at is self promotion.  Let’s save the world and get rich doing it.  Drive your ex wild with jealousy.”

He gave a mirthless laugh.  “The best revenge is living well.” 

They sat there in silence for a moment.

Brideen looked away and bit her fingernail. “I have to apologize.  I’m a bit of a hot head when it comes to you John, I thought you were dead.  I’m sorry I hurt you when...”

“I deserved it.  You’re the captain.  I should have done what you ordered.”

“Still, let me make it up to you.”  She slipped below the sheets.

John felt Brideen start to fish for his member.  He looked over to Netruna.  She was bright red and her eyes were wide.  She was staring right at Brideen’s hump under the sheets bobbing up and down.

“Netruna.  Um.  Maybe it’s best if you l…”

Netruna ran to John and kissed him on the mouth and then met his gaze.  “John, I’m so jealous of Brideen.  I heard you two, making love and I can’t get it out of my head.”  Her ears flicked back and forth.  “I wouldn’t ask this, but Brideen is throwing it in my face.  Please help me!”

John looked in her eyes for a long time and then kissed her back passionately.  Their tongues intertwined.  Brideen had started sucking and licking John’s nuts.  He growled and watched as Netruna pushed the straps of her nighty off and let it slide onto the ground.  Her gnomish body was not that different from a human, except her long ears and slender body.  She looked about five feet tall and her breasts were perfectly proportioned to her body. Elves, he was told, were taller than humans but had similar features to Gnomes.  

“Netruna, I think it’s best if you simply straddle my face and let me take care of you.”

Netruna giggled and hopped up on the bed.  She turned around and stuck her ass in his face, exposing her smooth pussy to his mouth.  He grabbed her pert buttocks and brought down her womanhood on his face.  He gave gentle licks and made her moan.  Her ass was smooth and pale.

Netruna pulled the sheets back to see Brideen with John’s nuts in her mouth.  The blonde waved up at the gnome while she sucked gently, then reached up and pulled Netruna’s mouth close to John’s glans.

John felt Netruna tense up, thinking she must be getting cold feet.  He pulled away from her dripping cunt. “Netruna, you don’t have to suck it if you don’t want to.”

“I want to though, it’s just bigger than I expected.”

“Just lick it then.  I like that.”

Sure enough John started to see Netruna’s head move down and he started feeling tentative licks on his cock.  John responded by getting his pointer finger good and wet and started teasing her asshole.

“Ammmph…agh.”  She pushed back, forcing his finger into her up to the knuckle.  He dove in and sucked hard on her surprisingly large clitoris.  She started gyrating and moaning, faster and faster.  Her licks stopped and now he felt her pretty mouth strain to engulf his veiny cock.

The trio moaned and pleasured each other, not caring of the noise they were making.  Brideen sucked his balls and rubbed her own pussy.  The gnome was choking on his cock.  John was eating Netruna’s gash and fingerbanging her tight asshole.

Netruna was the first to pop, she started to quiver and squeak.  John felt the gnome’s anus clench hard over and over on his calloused finger.  He rubbed her back gently as she squirmed.

John’s nuts popped out of Brideen’s mouth and nestled next to the base of his cock.  Brideen saw his cock twitch and pulse inches from her face, releasing ejaculate into Netruna’s gagging throat.  The man’s cum escaped from the gnome’s mouth and she sputtered, sending gobs of ejaculate onto Brideen’s eyes.  She moaned and laughed, licking the balls and shaft.  

Brideen wiped her face and looked into Netruna’s eyes and kissed her. “My friend, let’s have lots of fun with John together.”

“Yes Brideen  I’ll do my best.”

John waved them off.  “Netruna, I think you should get on your back.  Your pussy is begging to be fucked.”

The gnome flipped her slight body over and laid down. 

“Oh no.” Brideen said. “I want to be right here when it happens.”  The amazon got behind the gnome and had her lay back and put her head between Brideen’s giant breasts.  The woman started massaging the gnome's breasts.  Netruna twisted her body in pleasure.

Brideen looked at her lover.  “John, I want you to fuck Netruna’s brains out.”

“Sure thing captain.  You don’t need to tell me twice.”  He laid on top of the pair and teased the smooth pussy with his bulbous knob.  

“Stick it in hard, all at once.  That’s how I want it, John.  Then fuck me rough.”  The short wizard reached for his butt to pull him down.  

John kissed her and shoved his shlong down in her tight cunt in one swift stroke.  Netruna’s scream of delight was muffled by John’s tongue delving into her mouth.

Brideen whispered in Netruna’s ear. “Do you like fucking my man Netruna? That giant cock is splitting your insides isn’t it?  I don’t think John’s ever rough fucked a virgin pussy before, give him some encouragement”

“Mmmmmph, yeah.”  Netruna furrowed her thin eyebrows. “I can take it John, I want a hard fuck.  And….pull my hair.”

“My first virgin slut.”  John shook his head. “Take this!”  He yanked her hair and slammed his dick hard down on her.  Netruna started striking him on the back with her hands.

“Aaaahhhhh!”  The gnome's pussy was slick and clenching hard. “I can’t stop cumming!”

“Fuck her John.  After you fuck her, I want you to fuck me even harder.  I’ve had to watch over you for a day and two nights.  You owe me.”

“Fuck this is so hot!”  He hammered hard into Netruna, who pulled her legs up into a spread eagle.  Her pussy was giving weak squirts of fluid every few seconds.

“I want your cum Johnny.”  She pouted. “Fill my tight pussy with your seed. Make me your woman.”

Why does that sexy talk always make me nut? “Aaargh!”  He fell onto them both and held them as he came for the second time.  Netruna rocked her pussy to get more friction for these last moments.  John could feel his jism spill out of her canal and spread between their bellies leaving sticky strings when they would pull away.  They hungrily made out.

Brideen’s face was blushing deeply at the scene.  She then reached around and slapped John’s ass.  “Come on you two, get off me so I can get off!”