Nearly a year has passed since a young warrior visited a weathered old cabin in the forest that used to be a mighty city. The elvish beauty is now nearing the end of her gloriously successful breeding encounter with the young warrior. Her belly has swollen, and her breasts have grown in size to hold ample milk for her soon-to-be child. Despite her current state, she has remained ever so intoxicatingly beautiful, with a fuller figure and glow that could rival the sun.

She is preparing for the fruit of her desire to come into this world. Putting the finishing touches on the crib that she built for her soon-to-be bundle of joy. She hums in complete peace as she rubs her belly. Little does she know that her life will become much more complicated very soon.

As the elvish beauty waddles towards the kitchen, a loud banging erupts from her cabin door. She jumps because she seldom gets visitors. The last one was on a dark, rainy night nearly a year ago.

As she approaches the door, her heart beats faster with the anticipation of who it may be. When she slowly cracks the cabin door, the rays of sunlight temporarily blind her. But she does not need to see who is at the door to know who it is.

As the wind blew towards the cabin, she caught a scent that pulled her back into the past, almost a year ago. The scent that awakened her mind was that of the young warrior. As her sight slowly returned, her soulful lavender eyes locked onto his, and she knew things were about to heat up.

Her condition, combined with the events of that night a year ago, made her body respond in a lustful desire that she remembered all too well. Her nipples hardened, and her cunt became wet. Standing with the door cracked to hide her current state from the young warrior.

She asked in a coyishly, playful tone, “Are you lost, silly human?”

He quickly retorted in the same playful tone, “No, I have been dreaming of bringing you the object you desire for almost a year now.”

Her question is dripping with innuendo: “Why has it taken so long and been so hard to return?”

The warrior ordered that she step aside and let him in, and he would show her. Her heart raced at the possibilities of what letting him in would bring. She hesitated momentarily before opening the door, keeping her current state hidden behind the door. The warrior crossed the threshold and headed straight for the wooden table to place his broadsword down without glancing back.

The elvish goddess closed the door behind him and watched him stroll to the table and lay down his weapon. She watched him; she thought something was different about him now. He exuded a confidence that was missing from their previous entanglement. Or could it just be her current condition clouding her judgment? One thing she knew for sure was that the year had been kind to him. His body was sun-kissed and toned more than before. The glimmer of youth had faded and been replaced by the demeanor of a man.

She stands there in a thin lace dress that does nothing to hide what is under it as her nipples push out against the fabric. Her long lavender locks are now in a long braid. Displaying the beauty of her long neck and pointed ears. The sun shining in from the small window on the door only enhances her beauty. She places her hands on her hips, waiting for the warrior to turn.

After placing his sword on the table, the warrior turned to her, and just like on that dark, stormy night, he was transfixed and mesmerized by her beauty. The warrior stared at her, noticing every inch of her was the same but a bit different. The rays of the sun behind her hugged every lovely curve on her body.

The warrior stuttered slightly when he said, “You are even more beautiful in this state than I imagined a year ago, sitting in that chair watching you sleep.”

It seems the tides have changed. His mere words made the elvish goddess’s face become flushed and warm. She slowly bats her eyes and giggles. The warrior commands her to come closer, and she realizes that she is powerless to deny him.

The elvish goddess glided across the floor as if she were floating toward the warrior. Her heart pounded in anticipation of his touch. When she arrived in front of him, his musky scent set her loins ablaze. Her hands trembled, and her knees became weak.

The warrior reaches out his toned, sun-kissed arms and pulls her towards him. Her swollen belly and milk-filled tits press against his chiseled body. He can feel her hard, eraser-sized nipples press into him, sending a surge through his body like an arrow cutting through the sky. He reaches up and runs his rough, calloused hand across her neck. His hand stops when it finally cups her chin.

His piercing blue eyes send an intense, uncontrollable quiver radiating down her stomach to her increasingly wet cunt.

Looking into her enchanting lavender eyes, he says, “Kiss me.”

Unlike during their last encounter, the elvish beauty doesn’t resist. She leans in and raises up onto her tiptoes. When their lips touch for the first time, a surge of desire shoots through her like lightning streaking the sky. The embrace is intense and passionate. It is the culmination of all the longing and desire that has built over the past year. The warrior breaks the embrace and lifts her onto the table.

“Hello beautiful,” the warrior whispers into her ear. “My name is Uther, by the way.”

The warrior's breath on the side of her neck as he whispers his name into her ear has her cunt so wet that it leaks down her thighs and starts to pool on the table. He leans in and starts to passionately kiss her as his hand slips between her thighs. She moans into his mouth as his fingers graze her clit.

The elvish beauty wraps both her hands around his wrist to hold his hand between her thighs. She breaks the embrace and moans even louder. The warrior starts circling her clit with his fingers.

She leans in and moans, “My name is Lilith.”

Her head leans back as he slides a finger into her eager, wet cunt. Her moans shift to low, raspy gasps before she starts to shake and quiver as an orgasm rips through her body. She continues to hold his wrist as she grinds against his hand as he slides his finger in and out of her tight, wet cunt. With one final thrust of his fingers, a series of orgasms ripple through her as she screams out in pleasure.

He slides his now drenching wet finger out of her cunt. He kisses her on the lips with a quick peck before swooping her up in his arms. He carries her to the bed and gently lays her on her back. He takes his strong, calloused hands and runs them up her smooth, silken thighs. Sliding her thin white lace dress up to her hips. Exposing her wet, hungry pussy. Her cunt lips are red and swollen from his finger assault just moments earlier.

Uther, the warrior, glances at the elvish goddess Lilith and says, “I have been dreaming of your lovely cunt every night for nearly a year.  How it would taste as it explodes on my tongue. It’s the only thing that kept me strong as I fought foe after foe.”

Lilith bites down on her bottom lip as she runs her finger along her wet slit. She proceeds to pull her fingers to her mouth as she sucks on her fingers that slowly rub her slit.

She moans, “Mmmm, what are you waiting for, silly human? Lick this cunt and show me how much you craved it.”

Uther picks up her leg and starts kissing at her ankle and slowly works his way down to her hot, wet cunt. Along the way, he licks, kisses, and nibbles his way to her inner thigh. He continues to bite, lick, and suck on her inner thigh. His other hand grasps and squeezes the other thigh. Lilith moans in pleasure and anticipation of what is to come next.

Uther finally reaches Lilith’s cunt; he leans in and inhales her scent, which is a combination of vanilla and desire. Her scent drives him into a state of erotic frenzy. He licks the length of her flowering cunt from bottom to top, flicking her clit at the end of each stroke. After a few minutes of licking her like an ice cream cone. He could no longer fight his need to fuck her with his tongue.

He drives his tongue into her wet, warm opening, darting his tongue in and out of her wet cunt. He wraps one arm under her thigh as his other hand finds her clit. He continues to fuck her cunt with his tongue as his other hand rubs her clit in slow circular motions.

Lilith can’t handle it anymore and explodes like waves crashing on the beach at high tide. She moans in pure orgasmic bliss as she pulls at his hair and tries to buck her hips. He pulls his tongue out of her cunt as he licks along her slit until he reaches her swollen clit. He sucks it into his mouth, where he nibbles, sucks, and twirls his tongue in a slow circular motion over her hard, throbbing clit.

Lilith’s orgasm comes in a wave as he slides a finger in her cunt and rubs her G-spot while continuing his assault on her clit. Uther pins her down as she bucks and thrashes through orgasm after orgasm. Each one growing more and more intense until she is screaming in pure bliss.

Lilith finally goes limp on the bed as her last orgasm depletes her energy. Uther stops his assault on her clit and cunt. He steps back to admire his elvish goddess lying there with her dress pushed up to the bottom of her swollen belly that carries his seed. She is gasping to catch her breath, sweat glistening across her face and upper chest. The bed is soaked under her perfect ass from her juices as she came over and over.

Uther orders her to sit up and take off her dress. His stern commands reinforced in her mind how the man in front of her had grown in the year of separation. The sheepish young man a year ago would not have made such orders. The authority and power that the warrior now oozed. Made Lilith‘s heartbeat faster and her pussy tingle and start to become wet again. She needs to feel his thick, throbbing cock in her once again wet cunt.

Lilith seductively pulled the remainder of her dress over her head as she locked onto her warrior's eyes. She tossed the dress to the floor and beckoned him closer. Uther steps closer to her as she pushes his pants over his hips and down his toned, muscular legs. She wraps her hands around his throbbing cock. She slowly starts stroking his cock, noticing a little friction. She spits on the head of his growing erection. She slides her hand over the head and drags the spit down over his cock.

The friction reduces as she glides her hand up and down his swelling shaft and gently rubs his balls. Uther throws his head back and moans in pleasure. She watches as each stroke causes his cock to swell and grow. Mesmerized by the feeling and sight of Uther’s swelling cock. It stirs a twinge and tingle deep in her belly and causes her cunt to grow even wetter. She strokes harder and faster until she sees the precum start to form at the tip of her warrior's cock. She pauses the stroking of Uther’s now overly engorged cock and sticks out her tongue to lick the precum from the tip of his cock.

Lilith releases his cock and pushes him back so she can stand up from the bed. Uther steps back, giving her room to maneuver herself up. But due to all of her orgasms making her legs weak, in her condition, she struggles to get up. He reaches his hands out to help her to her feet. He pulls her close to his chest and embraces her. Lilith can feel his throbbing cock press against her bare flesh and is overcome with pure lustful desire.

She looks into his eyes and says, “Spin me around and bend me over this bed. Fuck me so hard that I cannot stand after.”

Uther’s need and desire can no longer be contained. Those words that slide from his elvish goddess’s full, plump lips. Rang in his ears as he quickly spun her around and bent her over the bed. He slid in behind her, kicking her feet apart to allow better access to her cunt. He takes his throbbing hard cock and slides it along her puff folds. Finding her warm, wet opening, he thrusts hard while lifting and pulling back on her hips. In one fierce thrust, he is buried deep inside his elvish goddess. In that moment of pure bliss, they both erupt in a series of moans as if they are finally home.

Uther begins thrusting with long, hard, and fast strokes. Each time keeping just the head of his swollen cock in her warm, wet cunt. Before he slams back into her fiercely like a wild animal finally getting a meal. The pure pleasure ripples through Lilith as she begins to push her hips back to meet his thrusts. The room echoes with the sounds of flesh colliding as his hips slap into her ass. Uther’s desire is overwhelming as he reaches for her braided hair and wraps it around his hand to allow him to thrust harder and deeper. With his other hand, he smacks her perfectly heart-shaped ass on every stroke.

Lilith’s moans turn to whimpers, and it’s not long before she is screaming in pure orgasmic bliss. Her cunt is rippling and pulsating along Uther’s cock with every stroke. He stops slapping her ass as he slides his hand across her firm, round backside until his thumb finds the entrance to her ass. He continues his frenzied thrusts into her cunt as he rubs the entrance of her ass. After a few more strokes, Uther slides his thumb into her ass.

Lilith explodes in one final mind-numbing orgasm at the introduction of his thumb into her ass. Her cunt clamps down even harder on Uther’s cock like a trap on a bear’s limb. The increased pressure on his cock causes Uther to explode stream after stream of cum deep inside her cunt. He howls out in pleasure, and she screams in ecstasy.

Lilith could feel every spray of cum hitting deep inside her. Uther leans over her back with his cock slowly going limp inside her. Lilith’s cunt still gripping his now flaccid cock, trying to massage every last drop out of him. Her cunt muscles finally relax, allowing his cock to slide out.

Uther steps back and finds a spot next to her on the bed. He grabs her and draws her in for a deep, passionate embrace. The embrace felt like an eternity, but it was just a few minutes before they broke contact.

Uther looks into her eyes as he says, “My beautiful goddess, I must get back to my clan’s camp. We set out at first light on a campaign to control the wild things in the north.”

Lilith’s heart sank at the thought of her warrior leaving her. She doesn’t know why his leaving this time has such an effect on her, when last time it didn’t matter that he left. In fact, she preferred it that way.

As a tear forms in the corner of her eye, she says, “Be safe, you foolish human, and remember me.”

Uther gives her a quick peck on the top of her head as she strolls to the table to reclaim his broadsword. In a flash, he is out the door of the cabin. Lilith sits there wishing he didn’t have to go.

She wipes the tear from her face. Moments later, she felt a wetness between her legs and a strong contraction. Lilith knew by the night’s end, she would have a new bundle of joy come into the world.

The night was intense; Lilith’s labor was rough and hard because giving birth to a half-breed is a dangerous endeavor. As the sun peeked on a new day, the child had arrived. Lilith cradled the child as tears of joy streaked her face.

As Lilith rocked the newborn, she whispered, “ You are destined for great things, my love.”