Chapter 85 Word.

"Wh-why not?" Ava gasped, looking between them, admiring how Slade’s wolf form filled out his clothes near to bursting. How Thorag’s dense muscles flexed, his thick cock throbbing in her pussy. "Mnnn. I’ve... ah... I’ve got enough for two! And ah... and in the g-groves it’s how... oooh... how two males would compete. Show... show who was better. Have to have... mnn... impartial judges."

Slade frowned and glanced at Thorag. The orc lifted an eyebrow.

"Hm," the orc mused. "Would be a shame to fight in here. Might... hr... lose my job..."

"Not much for slaughtering anything not already dead," Slade grunted, slowly straightening, facing off against the orc. "But I’m not for sloppy seconds."

Thorag chuckled. "She’s got more than one hole," the orc observed.

Slade snorted, smirked down at the panting elf. "That she does," he said, stepping forward, undoing his breeches.

As Slade unleashed his lupine cock, Ava squeaked as Thorag suddenly tugged her up and off the table. His cock slid from her hot cunny, but before she could lament that the orc had spun her about and pulled her against his firm chest.

A shiver of pure desire worked through the busty elf as her soft breasts pressed against his hard chest. She looked up into Thorag’s brutish face, the orc’s hard jaw grinning down at her.

Her heart pounded in desire, feeling her own feminine vulnerability in the hard arms of the orc. Some instinct of desire stirring her.

The heat of Slade’s body caught Ava off guard as he pressed against her back, the fur of his arms tickling her skin as he wrapped them around her, his huge paw enveloping her breasts, squeezing them, making her shiver, moan, trapped between the two males as they faced off, looking at each other, the air crackling with the challenge, the lovely elf between them the contest, and the prize.

Ava gasped as she felt Slade’s wedged, canine cock rub against her tight backdoor, Thorag’s slightly corkscrewed dick nudging at her still dripping pussy. She raised her head, looking at the pair, anticipation making her tremble.

Thorag’s leathery palms suddenly grabbed her ass, lifted her up against him, and lowered her onto his cock.

"O-oooooooh!" Ava moaned as his shaft sank into her pussy, her inner walls tightening eagerly with familiarity at his cock.

She gasped as Slade suddenly pressed closer, his growl vibrating through his chest and into her as he pushes his canine cock against her tight backdoor, his pre slickening his way inside her eager ass.

A less experienced woman would have been in tortuous pain as that thick, red shaft pushed into her. But not just any woman could be Ava Copperman!

"Mnnnn!" Ava moaned as the two cocks stuffed her. Filled her. Split her between them. "Y-yesssss! Fuck meeee!"

"Seems she likes it," Slade grunted.

"Surprised?" Thorag chuckled.

"Hardly. First time I saw her I knew she loved cock."

"Absolutely," Thorag said as he began to bounce her on their cocks, pounding the moaning elf between them.

Ava was in heaven. Trapped between two powerful males, their thick cocks stuffing her with every downward stroke, she was so glad Thorag held her legs, for she knew she wouldn’t be able to stand under her own power.

Her breasts bounced, captive, squeezed in the hungry hands of Slade. Her ass crushed in the leathery palms of Thorag.

Two powerful males. Two glorious cocks. All for her. Claiming her. Mating her. Competing to see who would fuck the best.

Thorag suddenly leaned down, kissing her.

The elf moaned as his tusked mouth met hers, eagerly yielding to his kiss, surrendering her mouth to the plundering tongue he thrust into her.

Not to be outdone, Slade’s muzzle pressed against the back of her neck, licking it, fangs grazing her sensitive flesh, sending submissive delight zinging down Ava’s spine into her core as she was fucked by the two males.

She felt her orgasm looming. Unstoppable. Inexorable. It surged up through her like a firework. She moaned into the crushing kiss of Thorag, her body yielding, tightening, submitting to the brutal, breeding thrusts of orc and wolf.

"Mmm! Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Ava moaned, her orgasm rising, rising. Peaking! She cried out, her whole body tightening, squeezed between the two men as she came.

The sudden squeezing of the elf’s inner walls pushed both men past the edge. Thorag groaned, dropping her, hilting Ava atop his cock. Slade threw back his head, howling in pleasure as he came again in the elf’s eager form, his cock throbbing, pulsing, pumping thick ropes of his lupine seed into the elf’s ass.

Ava was in heaven. In bliss. She felt Slade’s knot thicken in her ass, plugging his hot cum within her. Thorag’s own cum oozed from Ava’s pussy, dripping down his heavy green balls and onto the fine wooden flooring. Some poor maid was going to have a time getting that out.

Ava twitched, aftershocks of pleasure arching through her as Thorag lifted his lips from hers, breathing hard and heavy, smirking down at the elf’s face.

"Well?" he said hotly. "Who won?"

"H-huh?" Ava panted.

"Who fucked you better?" Slade growled, giving her breasts another teasing squeeze. "That was the point, right? It was me, wasn’t it? Elves love the wild cock of the beastmen."

Thorag scoffed. "Ha! Everyone knows elves yearn to submit to orc dick. It’s their pleasure to be a breeding bitch to a chief."

"Is that right?" Slade growled, but not with the venom of before. He snorted, amused as he looked down at Ava between them. "Well, Ava?"

"Uh..." the elf panted. "I’m um... It felt really good. And different too. Thorag’s cock is so thick and that corkscrew shape... mmmf!"

"Ha!" Thorag said.

"B-but Slade’s cock is so hot and he’s so eager. And that knot is just... mmmm..." Ava moaned, her ass squeezing the thickness plugging her bottom. "So um... I’m not sure..."

"Oh?" Thorag said.

Ava loved the feel of the two big cocks filling her tight, creamy holes. How often was she going to persuade an orc and a wulfen to get along well enough to share her?

"Mmmmmm, I’m not sure," she said, squeezing her inner muscles around them both. "I think maybe... maybe I need to take stamina into consideration."

She gave Thorag’s cock a prolonged squeeze of her silky walls and Slade a tight milking from her stretched ring. Both of them let out another groan. Slade’s cock twitched and she felt a little pressure of cum spurting out again, the length of his cock throbbing inside her. Thorag leaned in and kissed her. He drew back his hips and thrust upwards, his cock squelching into her dripping folds.

"Oooooohhh," Ava moaned, leaning her head back against Slade’s furry shoulder. "That’s right. Fuck me more. Prove to me which of you two could go all night."

"Not fair," Thorag growled, already resuming a slow pace to coax his cock back to full hardness. "Lady Primrose will be calling me any moment."

"Yes? Oooo, and you’ve promised me you would speak to her about testifying," Ava gasped, bouncing between Thorag and Slade.

"I’ll keep my word. But I I’ll have to go, Ava. Much as I’d like to, I can’t breed your sweet elf cunt all day long."

"On the other hand," Slade growled, beginning to move his knot and cock both in her ass, "I could take you back to my bed and mount you for hours. Would you care to spend the night tied to my knot?"

"Ooooooh, yes," gasped Ava. "Only... I do have a job. I am... oohhhh... OOOOH!"

Ava was cumming again, forgetting all about being a reporter as she worked her hips back against orc and wulfen cocks at the same time.

Her body filled with their hot, pulsating meat. She loved the filthy feel of it. Dripping out of her. Overflowing her.

Each thrust drove another spike of pleasure into her body.

Thorag was kissing her tits and Slade was licking her neck and face with his long lupine tongue.

She howled like a beast, bouncing between them, taking their cocks to the dripping hilts each stroke.

Clutching at them with her spasms of pleasure. Her face flushed, her body slick with sweat and saliva, and her holes full of two of the loveliest cocks she’d ever met.

Ava laughed, still at her peak, as she decided it might take the rest of the day to make up her mind about which was a better lover. She expected it would be a draw.