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Her Majesty's Royal Retreat

NibRoc the donkey was having a lovely wonderful evening alone in his home when he was interrupted by the sound of a knocking at his door. He was in his kitchen at the time, using his magic to ignite a fire gem underneath a pot of water so he could make a tea, staring out the window to see the clouds had grown dark and ominous as an autumn storm descended upon the region. He was content to be alone and far away from the nearest trail or road, because it meant nobody could find his homestead.

That was why he was so irritated when he heard the knocking at his door. He wasn't expecting guests and only a handful of folks even knew about his cabin in the woods. The only folks who he expected might have been visiting were Therris and the rest of his gang of outlaws, but they were all travelling east to Val'Varrex to transport some contraband with a makeshift caravan. They were so far away there was no chance it was any of them on his front porch, which concerned him.

He nullified the fire gem and tossed it into the sink as he grabbed a pistol, ready to protect himself if the need arose, steadily walking towards the front door with his thumb on the hammer and finger on the pistol. He was careful to not let his hooves clop too loudly on the wood floors but found he was unable to stop that from happening so he gave up and just took the last few steps heavily.

When he got to the front door and looked through the semicircle of glass to peek out, he saw two familiar faces that he never expected to see on his doorstep. He immediately disarmed the flintlock pistol and tossed it onto the stand next to the door before opening it and widening his arms to his guest. "Talba! Vaulix! I was not expecting you today!"

The two unexpected guests were not only old friends of Nib's, but literally royalty. Before moving to Sosemma to capitalize on the desolation of the new frontier, he lived in the nation of Arrenthen, the largest kingdom in Epicelia. Arrenthen was on the verge of war with both Untheria and Tehgol, so Nib figured his best bet was to leave the region and make a new life for himself in the new world. The leaders of Arrenthen were King Aurelia and Queen Otille, the mother and father of Princess Talba Ebonoldty. Alongside her was General Vaulix Arraidama, a high-ranking military official that led the Untherian army. The two of them had been in cahoots with one another prior to Nib leaving.

What most people didn't know about Nib was that he was a friend of both Vaulix and Talba; he knew that the two were flirting with treason by seeing each other in the shadows, something Nib assumed would only ignite the powder keg of potential strife between the nations and spark a war. That was why he left, he assumed their tryst would be the catalyst of a major war in the region.

The fact that he had not heard even the slightest whisper of news confirming his fears told him that either no war had happened in the year or so since leaving, or the new world was just so remotely independent from the rest of the world that news didn't travel here.

Either way, he was shocked to see the pair of them on his front porch, as he hadn't told them where in the new world's frontier he'd be, which told him that either they had kept tabs on him this whole time or had incredibly powerful scouts. Either way, he was sure to not irritate them for any reason, which was why he opened his arms to invite each of them in for a hug. "It's been so long! How have you been? As you can see, I've done well for myself!" He first gave a hug to Talba, following it up with a more brisk hug to the larger, thicker-built Vaulix.

Talba, a wingless hippogryph, was a head and shoulders taller than nib, with golden yellow fur and feathers lining her body. She had barn-owl layered feathers on her upper half, a hooked, eagle-like beak tipped with black, and long, flowing golden locks that got tied into a braid as it reached her mane. She had equally luxurious feathering on her wrists, and ankles, the latter of which covered up powerful, dangerous yellow talons. Her mate, Vaulix, was a head and shoulders taller than her, a cockatrice made mostly of greens and yellows all over aside from his wings. He had yellow and green scales, matched by the same colour and pattern on his feathers, with the true colour of his form being the black, red, orange, and yellow of his wings.

Neither of them were wearing royal garb. Talba was dressed in a frilly, revealing tavern wench attire, while Vaulix was looking dapper as could be with a tight vest, twin gun holsters over his hips, and a wide cowboy hat covering his ears. This immediately gave Nib the impression they were not keen on the idea of being spotted or identified. "Come on in!" Nib exclaimed, ushering them inside.

Talba bowed politely and slipped in followed by Vaulix; the latter of which had to duck under the door frame and fold his wings up tightly to his back in order to not make a mess of the area.

"Thanks." Talba said before shaking herself off. The weather was bad, and it looked like they had been caught in some rain even if that precipitation had not yet reached Nib's cabin. "I hope you don't mind our unseemly appearance today. We're quite sure you were not prepared to host us."

Vaulix tipped his hat and then hung it on a nearby rack. "Partner." He spoke in a rural drawl that didn't fit his posh accent at all. "Just passin' through an' thought you'd-"

"You can stop that, dear. You didn't pass for a local in Port Sanri and you don't have to try here." Talba interjected, cooing at him as she patted him on his barrel chest.

"Glad to hear it." He said with relief in his powerful, natural voice. He sounded so regal, so proper, yet so dominant that even Nib felt like bowing. He may have, too, had he not known that Vaulix was a softie. He may have been a general and a vicious combatant on the battlefield, but his reputation was that of a healer. Not only his own soldiers, but the enemy soldiers, as well. He hated hurting people and did all he could to minimize casualties on both sides of any conflict in which he engaged.

Nib stood tall, dwarfed by the two of them despite being far taller than the average local. "So what brings you to my homestead? I mustn't lie, it's quite a bit unnerving to see the two of you here without so much as a notification or warning. Last I saw you, you were on opposite ends of a budding conflict." He paused and narrowed his eyes, long donkey ears flopping down. "You didn't, you know..."

Talba laughed heartily. She stepped over to the counter and slid the fire gem under the tea kettle and ignited it with a snap of her fingers. "Skies above, no. We just needed to get away."

"Alright! Well, take a seat, and tell me all about it!" Nib instructed, motioning towards the main room of the cabin, a homely living room with a fireplace on one end, a huge couch on the other, and two loveseats on either side. There were bear skins and deer skins adorning the walls - gifts from Therris and the others, as Nib had no need for dead animals - as well as a rustic coffee table in the middle. It was a very homely little living room, perfect for them to converse.

Nib took their tea orders, made them each a steaming hot mug, and sat down in one of the love seats while Talba and Vaulix shared the couch, with Talba laying on Vaulix's lap while he stroked her mane. It was cute to see them acting like newlyweds or young lovers.

"Start from the top, what happened in the last three years in Arrenthen?" Nib asked as he sipped some of his own tea and rested his hooves up on the table. Given his history with the two of them as one of the only ones that knew of their forbidden love, Nib felt this was a fair way to start.

Talba looked up at Vaulix from the cockatrice's lap. "I'll tell him, he really should know." She then turned to Nib and sipped her tea by flicking her tongue in it - a beak was not good for sipping. "Well, last I remember seeing you was Summer two years ago. You did say you were leaving to get away from potential conflict, and if I recall it was Vaulix who supported you. Not me. Our armies needed more warriors and mages; you would have been a perfect candidate."

Vaulix tapped Talba's beak. "Don't be judgy, dear. He was being smart. Plus, he wasn't that great of a mage back then. He was still learning and I couldn't ensure my troops didn't kill him before I got to healing him. Just tell the story without any of your sass."

She extended her neck to peck at his chest feathers to silence him before continuing. "Well, things got worse after that. My parents were ready to start an all-out assault, I was doing all I could to convince me to negotiate with the Emperor of Untheria, and...you know, politics. I don't wanna get into too much detail in regards to what happened, but both of our armies were on the verge of all-out war, ready to get into the bloodiest battle of the last fifty years. The only way to keep it from happening was to broker a peace treaty between us. That's when we came out!"

The two shared a smile at one another as Vaulix cradled her head and rubbed her cheek. "We had been secretly meeting for nearly a year, as you knew before leaving, and we figured this was the best time to make our acquaintance known. She was the princess of the opposing nation, I was one of the lead generals of mine. If we wanted peace, it would be done."

Nib sipped his tea and smiled happily, lips curled up and long ears perked up. He loved listening to their tale and wanted to know more. "I must hear what happened next!" He declared, voice giddy.

"Well, there wasn't really a whole lot after that." Talba started, still lapping at her tea. "Right when the battle was about to start, the two of us rode out on our horses and met to discuss terms. I had to fight my parents to let me do the negotiation, but they let me. Then, when we met, we simply announced that we were in love and no bloodshed would occur on this day. We kissed - Well, I kissed, Vaulix was a bit of a prude and remained stoic the whole time - and that was it! Our people saw we didn't want to fight, the message got out on both sides, my parents realized how serious I was, and Vaulix had enough power on his side to declare his armies wouldn't participate!"

"After that, our lives got boring and we were obligated to attend meetings and negotiate." Vaulix explained, his bright purple eyes locked onto Talba's emerald greens. "It wasn't until a few months ago that we decided to take our relationship a step higher and officially bind our nations via matrimony. She was princess of Arrenthen, and thus I became prince. When her parents retire, we're to be the leaders of the nation!" He was stunningly nonchalant about it.

This didn't really answer Nib's question, so he probed a bit deeper. "That's lovely, but how did you get here? I was more curious about how you knew how to find me so far away from your homeland and what inspired you to visit. I'm always content to host old friends - even if they are royalty - but I'm left curious as to the purpose of your visit. I do hope you've not brought ruin upon my homestead."

Both Talba and Vaulix burst out in laughter as Talba got to a normal, sitting position.

"Skies above, no!" She said with a chirp and a chuckle. "We just needed to get away from all the attention. We'd never bring negative attention to our friends; on the contrary, we came here to get away from everyone, to be as far away from our people as possible for a week or two. Personally, I'd be fine handling the public and my citizens, but Vaulix is a bit of a recluse." She turned to stroke his chest, soothing him. It was clear she meant no offence by this and it seemed he took none.

"Indeed, it was I who needed a break. I'm used to war rooms and strategic meetings, not reporters taking notes and crowds asking questions about my wartime strategies. It's a scene, a lifestyle I'm not prepared to perpetuate. We never even got our honeymoon after the wedding, so that's why we're here. We've been travelling the globe, visiting old friends while in disguise! You're our friend!"

After taking all that in, Nib couldn't help but place his tea down and press his index fingers to his lip as the rest of his fingers grew interwoven, palms together. After an exasperated sigh, he lowered his hand to his knees. "But that still doesn't tell me how you knew how to find me. That's the part I really need to know. I get that you're travelling incognito, I understand the reason behind it and I'm glad to hear that things are going well back home, but I came here specifically to get away from people, yet here you are at my door with no warning. Perhaps a dozen people total have ever even been here, so it's rather peculiar that you know about it."

Talba's expression shifted from concern to determination. "Well, we knew because of two separate sources. The first was Oceras. When she first arrived with that lovely kirin fellow and his gang, we knew. That's why we sent Ceylon to find you, and when she did, she informed us!"

Nib just blinked and shook his head. "Wait, literally none of that makes sense. How do you know about Oceras? She's just a horse! A beautiful horse with feathers, but a horse nonetheless! Also, I didn't know you knew Ceylon. She taught me much of what I know when it comes to magic! I'd say it's a small world, but you've travelled across oceans to see me and I'm still confused as to why."

Vaulix felt the need to answer, as his tone was a bit more authoritative. "Well, for starter's there's a lot more to Oceras than you might think. She - occasionally 'he' - used to be one of the prize steeds in Talba's military barracks. The mare can shift to and from a stallion form, and seems to be housing some sort of powerful magic. We don't like to call it 'luck' magic, but bad things never happen to her or to her chosen rider. This was useful in war, but once we ended the potential for war, we decided to give her a chance at peace by letting our old friend Ilorek have her."

"You know Ilorek, too?" Nib was shocked at that. "I've not had many meetings with that fellow, but he seems like a nice hippogryph. He's where I got my feral herd."

"Indeed, we do." Vaulix continued. His wife Valencia used to train our cavalry. That's why our mounts were so smart and so well trained. I'm sure you realized that the equine was abnormally intelligent, right? Did you meet her?"

"Only briefly." Nib Admitted. "But she did seem smart, yes."

"That's a side effect of the spells cast upon her. She was different, though. She took to the spells a lot better than the others, which we presume had something to do with her innate magics." He paused to reflect, then shook it off. "But that's something we can discuss in the following days. In response to your question, we've both had a psychic link to her ever since we bonded with that mare. We're able to sort of track where she's been, as she leaves residual energies in her wake that we can sense months later. Knowing this, we had Ceylon follow her. When we heard she had come in contact with you, well, we followed her trail as well and didn't give up until we found you! And now, here we are!"

Nib's eyes narrowed. All of that seemed quite farfetched and fantastical but he lacked the ability to question it as he had experienced firsthand that Oceras was in possession of some unique abilities and innate magic effects. He knew in his heart he was not educated well enough to question them without appearing foolish, so he didn't. Instead, he accepted their tale and proceeded from there. "I see. I see. So you followed your old mount, found me in the woods, brought peace to your region, got married, and now you're on your honeymoon and have chosen my homestead as your destination?"

"Yes." Both Talba and Vaulix confirmed with an authoritative nod.

"Well, if that's all that needed to be said, welcome to my humble abode!" Nib got to his hooves and offered to take their tea cups, happily cleaning up their mess while enjoying much of his afternoon with the pair of them. Rather than poke and prod and act as inquisitor to their romantic retreat, he acted as he would have years prior when he was still in Arrenthen with them.

Their re-acquaintance didn't take much time at all. Within less than an hour they were back to their old ways, bringing up past history and acting like they had never parted ways. They laughed, they shared stories of their victories and defeats, and Nib was sure to share some of his budding physical magic - something that genuinely impressed Vaulix, even though the cockatrice general was an accomplished mage himself. It quickly became clear that the pair of royal lovers were in dire need of a vacation, and Nib was more than happy to offer his home as a retreat for as long as they needed it.

The gang - which were going to be taking up Nib's unused barn and use it as their camp and base of operations - wouldn't be back from their trip to Val'Verrex for weeks, so there was plenty of room in the hayloft. Nib knew in his heart that it would feel wrong giving two members of the royal family a literal stable as accommodations, but he also knew that neither were averse to the smell of feral beasts and both enjoyed the company of quadrupeds from time to time. Furthermore, if they were trying so hard to get away from the life of luxury - even if just to avoid the public exposure - then there were no better accommodations for them than a bed of hay and straw.

Talba and Vaulix had no problems with that but they did suggest an alternative. It was Talba who started the conversation by slowly unbuttoning the upper half of her dress. "You know, we could sleep out with the horses, or we could just share your bed."

Nib's eyebrow raised and he cocked his head to the side, one ear flopping down. "As in..."

"As in, I really don't see the need to brave the cold autumn winds just to get to sleep. It's so much warmer in here. So warm, in fact, that I feel constricted in this dress." She continued to peel it off as she got to her feet, wiggling out of it and kicking the entire garment to the side between the couch and loveseat. She did all of this right in front of her husband, revealing she wore only frilly panties and garters underneath; she didn't need a bra, as that part of her was avian and she lacked breasts. She did have a thick, fluffy chest, though.

Vaulix didn't protest. His wife - the princess of Arrenthen - had just stripped down in front of another man while making flirty comments at him, and none of this felt strange to any of them. The public may not have known this much about Talba and Vaulix, but Nib knew intimately well that neither of them were monogamous and often invited third, fourth, and fifth parties into their chambers.

And since they were at Nib's homestead, it made sense that they would proposition their host. Of course, Nib did not mind this one bit. He had been with Talba a handful of times in the past and knew she was as fun a partner as there could be, but he'd never enjoyed the company of Vaulix in the same way. He'd heard tales of his prowess - most of them from the biased source of Talba - but he hadn't experienced the Cockatrice firsthand. This excited him, as Vaulix didn't appear to be leaving.

Instead, he was unbuttoning his jacket while he ruffled his wing feathers. After removing his shirt, he folded it up neatly and laid it over the back of the nearby loveseat before leaning back and watching his wife as she turned to him and bent over, giving him a belly rub while her haunches were aimed at Nib.

This gave nib a perfect view of her plump lips through her panties. Her equine vulva were easily discernible through the silken, white fabric, which were even more transparent due to the strip of moisture that her sex had distributed from one end to the other of the undergarment. She was horny, he could see it, and her nether lips were pursing at him as she offered an equine wink of encouragement. She was only half equine, but it was enough that her scent triggered Nib's arousal - not that it was needed; the view under her tail was good enough.

Still, he didn't dare make a move, first. She was polygamous and a little on the flirty and slutty side with the right partners, but she was still a princess and Nib was a mage that abandoned their country in a time of need. He wasn't going to be the one to make the first move.

Fortunately for him, he didn't need to. Talba glanced back at him and smiled as she slid her hands down Vaulix's chest, undoing her husband's belt and tossing it to the side. She swayed her hips from side to side with her tail up and clit winking underneath her soaked panties, giving Nib a front-row seat to her courtship dance. "I hope you don't mind." She said with a gentle coo. "It's just so very hot in here and that dress was very heavy. I think you should strip down, too. I'll take care of Vaulix."

Her husband leaned back and pulled one leg up on the couch as she tugged his pants off a little bit at a time, finally yanking it past his thick, green-scaled claws. Unlike him, she just tossed the garment to the side instead of folding it up nicely, doing all of this while bent over and tail up for Nib.

"I suppose you are correct." Nib agreed, the crackling of the fire pit popping once to accentuate the situation. "There's no need to remain dressed, not while inside. Do you need help with yours?"

She grabbed one of her rump cheeks and squeezed, pulling her haunch to the side and allowing her panties to slide deeper between the cheeks, resulting in it barely covering the pink flesh of her anal pucker while also growing taut and squeezing her vulva tight. So tight, in fact, that the cumulative liquid arousal that had emerged from her depths to soak the fabric seeped through and formed droplets to drip on the floor beneath her. "I don't think I need help, but thanks. That is, unless you want to use your lips to peel them off." She clicked her beak and went back to focusing on Vaulix by tossing his bandolier to the side, letting it land somewhere in the kitchen.

Nib was quite stunned, but that was an invitation he dared not turn down. He tore off his clothes and tossed them to the side before sidling up next to her, one hand on each of her rump cheeks and snout just under her tail. From there, he could practically taste her, but chose to hold back a bit. He went to lean in and bask in her aroma, only to have her back up and force her lips to his, smearing her arousal all over his muzzle in the process.

He pulled back a bit, surprised by her action, but then glanced up and saw that she was grinning at him, beak agape and ears flat to the back of her head. That was about as clear a show of desire as a mare could possibly offer him. So, rather than make he wait, he leaned back in and extended his lips to grab the waistband of her panties and pull it down, slowly exposing her pucker and plump lips. As he peeled the fabric away, strands of viscous slime connected the panties and her pussy, showing just how eager she was. Once he managed to pull the panties half way down her thighs, he couldn't help but ask, "What made you so eager? Had a bit of a boring trip?"

She nodded and winked her pussy at him, forcing a tiny globule of viscous arousal to fall onto her panties. "We've been travelling a long time, and this is the first time we could really relax."

"We hope you don't mind." Vaulix added as he shifted in place, getting comfortable on the couch with one leg up and one leg down, Talba hovering over his groin. Nib couldn't see due to the mare being in the way, but the cockatrice's slit was swollen and wet, too; his cock threatening to burst free, its bulge pressing out against his scaled lips and drooling a concoction of musky mess.

All of this was a little overwhelming to Nib, who had nothing beyond his feral horses for the past few weeks. The scents - all of them varying levels of intoxicating and divine - overwhelmed him, coaxing his member to unfold from his sheath one wrinkle at a time. Before long, his member drooped to his knees, soft yet thick and weighty, The dark, chestnut flesh of his length was glistening with excitement, a side effect of the residual precum soaking his skin from within the sheath.

Talba noticed this and happily reached back between her legs to cradle the donkey's cock tip in her palm. "Someone's happy to see me. But I have to say, it's a little disappointing to wait." She let go of his member and let the tip rest heavily on her panties, soaking him in the fluids there.

Nib seemed confused. "I don't want to start too quickly, your highness. It would be rude to jump to the end without taking the time to get you all excited, no?" He still moved his hips, gently rubbing his shaft up and down her panties to bask in the pleasantry of her fluids.

It was Vaulix who pulled Talba close to him so he could speak to Nib over his wife's shoulder. "I wouldn't worry too much about it, good sir mage. She's pretty good at getting herself excited and doesn't need your assistance. Once she's like this, she's ready to go."

She turned her head back to join in the conversation. "Foreplay comes in between sessions. For now, I just want donkey dick!" The words, though slutty and devoid of any hint of reservation, sounded almost regal coming from her. Her tone always sounded majestic, even when begging for cock.

Naturally, Nib couldn't deny a direct order from the princess! She may not have been royalty in Sosemma, but Nib would always see her as his queen, in more ways than one. So, rather than beat around and waste time, he got to his feet and stood up straight behind her, member in hand as he felt his length swell and grow firm. He grabbed her at the base of the tail and waited for her response to let him know if this was okay. It used to be, but they hadn't seen one another in years and things change.

To show her approval, she leaned back into him, forcing her pussy lips to smear against his cock tip, nearly swallowing him up in the process. He had to actively pull back from her to not enter her.

"Aww, what's the matter?" She teased, swaying her rump at him and flicking her tail against the grip of his palm. "I promise I won't bite. I mean, I guess I could, but I don't have to if you're scared."

"Not scared, m'lady. Just feel I should work up to it a bit more, you know? Us donkeys don't have the greatest stamina once we get past the point of no return, you know? I really don't want to make you feel like I'm not satisfying you." He explained while casually rubbing his head up and down her lips, prodding her rump and grinding against her winking clit in equal measure.

Vaulix laughed, mostly at himself. "My friend, I bet she's counting on it." He explained while reaching over Talba to grab her rump cheeks, spreading them apart and gaping her for Nib. He even pushed into his wife to force her body to back up, potentially enveloping Nib's length. "Trust me on this, she prefers many, short sessions instead of fewer long sessions. She's part mare, you know."

"It's true." She added in a matter-of-fact tone. "I'd rather you go for round two and three."

In an odd way, this was actually quite encouraging for Nib. As an equine, he was naturally prone to brisk sessions and thus could upset some people by finishing too quickly. Some didn't mind - the kink of having a stallion of any kind was a pleasure for anyone who was into larger partners - but others liked more traditional sessions that were drawn out, starting with foreplay and ending with a cuddle. Last time he met Talba, she was one such partner. However, in the years between she must have found herself and realized she was happier with her more traditional pace. This meant she was perfect for him, and as a result would likely cum nearly as quick as he.

Knowing that, he nodded and brayed under his breath, grabbing his cock as he did so. "Alright, if you insist." He said, gently easing himself into her, acutely aware of her body heat as her lips slid down his length and swallowed him up right to the base. He couldn't help but gasp and throw his head back, then twitch in delight as he felt her walls constrict around him, her clit winking against the underside of his base while spewing a tiny gob of her fluids onto his velvety ballsack.

"Jubilations!" Vaulix explained as he saw Nib's facial expression change. "See? It's not so bad! You don't have to waste hours teasing her and warming her up, she's always hot for stallion cock!" For the most part, he was casually laying back and enjoying the show with Talba idly rubbing his groin to coax his member from its depths. He wasn't a cuckold, but he did seem to enjoy watching!

Nib was of two minds concerning this. On one hand, he was overjoyed to have the prince's endorsement; on the other hand, it was giving him performance anxiety. Still, he was able to get started soon thereafter, even if he had to ease into it. Like before, he gripped the base of her tail and started slowly moving back and forth, pumping his length as deep as it would go only to slowly pull all but his cock tip out of her. He glanced down to see her lips parted, barely wrapped around him with a triangular gape between the underside of his shaft and the top of her clit. The posterior end of her lips stretched to accommodate him, distending around his girth while pressing up into her pucker. A lovely view, one he enjoyed watching pull out and get pushed back in every time he moved.

She chirped at him and pressed her chest to Vaulix's lower belly, torso twitching and vibrating alongside her vocalizations. At first this just seemed like she was enjoying herself - which she was - but it quickly evolved into something more. She wasn't just enjoying the enthusiasm of Nib, but was enticing more and more of Vaulix's member from his depths. As she laid there with rump up in garters and chest down against her husband's midsection, Nib got a look at the prince's package.

It was honestly scary. Vaulix was a big drake to begin with, being almost a full meter taller than an already sizable Nib, but his cock was big even relative to his size! His member was pink, mauve, and purple, faded from tip to base, its head rippled and its shaft textured with bumps and ridges and a subtle scale pattern on the underside. There was a massive but gradual bulge in the middle, one so big it had to have been as thick as nib's upper thigh! Not his calf muscle, his upper thigh! There was no way that fit in Talba, not a chance in all the skies above and depths below.

That realization - or at least inner monologue - made Nib realize why he was going first. He must have been there to warm her up for him, a good starting point for her to work up to her husband. And, after all these years knowing the pair of them and their secret romance, Nib understood intimately well what Talba saw in him. Or saw of him in her. He was a sweetheart, a healer, and a strategic general in the military, but it was his cock that must have drawn her to him. That thing wasn't a tool for love, it was a weapon! A club! An object of ass destruction.

The last joke that ran through Nib's head made him laugh, the bodily contraction flowing through his form and accentuating each bump and ridge and vein along his member inside Talba.

"Everything okay?" Vaulix asked, voice suddenly an octave lower and smoother. Perhaps his arousal triggered the change in tone. There was no way to tell without asking.

Nib just smiled and nodded, picking up his pace to slap his hips to Talba's. "Yeah, just thought of something funny." He didn't think much of it and continued grinding against the princess, his powerful hips thrusting him forth and pulling him back, each motion accompanied by an equally delicious sound of flesh on flesh.

Although she was somewhat distracted by Nib's steadily increasing vigour and Vaulix's length emerging next to her face, Talba inserted herself into the discussion between the studs. "Let me guess, weapon of ass destruction?" She proposed with a laugh.

Her accuracy stunned Nib into accidentally pulling too far out and accidentally slipping into her rump, his length passing through her pucker with the same ease in which he had been pounding her. "Wh-what? Are you reading my mind?" He accused, then slowly pulled himself out of her.

She just reached back and grabbed his hips to keep him from slipping out of her ass. "Naw, I just hear that joke all the time. We make it to each other every time he whips it out. You know, it's thematic since he's a general! And, you know...I like my tail hole played with, so it fits, even if just barely." She clenched her loins to squeeze Nib inside her, clit winking and empty pussy walls forcing out the fluids she'd secreted.

Then, before anyone could say anything, Vaulix got up from under the two of them and stood tall over both Nib and Talba, gently easing the pair of them down on the couch so that Nib was on his back with Talba laying on his chest, cock in her rump and legs spread to expose her tender equine lips. When a gentleman that size and in possession of such a massive cock, one does not resist them.

Given the new position, Nib could only gently buck, getting only the most shallow of thrusts in and out of the princess's back end. This was still nice, of course. Her flesh was just as hot there and her entrance was a bit tighter, so he got a bit more out of it. Plus, her clenching kept him snug from tip to base, caressing his head and threatening to turn it into a flare if he didn't hold back a bit.

Vaulix wasn't too worried about what Nib was doing, though. His wife was on her back with her legs spread and panties around her ankles, pussy fully exposed and dripping in a physical repesentation of her arousal. She wanted him, she had waited for days during their trip to Sosemma, and Nib was trapped beneath the pair of them, enjoying the comfort of her body heat against his chest and wrapped around his cock, every bit of him snug in one way or another. It got even more snug when Vaulix crawled on top of them, bracing himself on the couch cushion and the back rest.

The cockatrice prince didn't even need to grab himself to aim; Talba did that for him. She reached down between the two of them and wrapped her hands around that bulbous, ridged head and guided it to her lips, easing him in place until she felt his flesh press against his. He didn't thrust into her once this happened, but he did steadily apply pressure until her lips parted and slid over his length, distending wide as the thickest part of his member passed through her opening. Once that happened, the rest of his length was pulled into her with one powerful lurch, her lips sealing tight around his base and clit winking to show her appreciation.

Nib could see by looking over her shoulder that a faint bulge could be seen in her belly. Vaulix's member was so big that it categorically didn't fit inside her abdomen! What an absolute beast of a cockatrice. Luckily for Talba, he was also gentle. Rather than start thrusting like some feral stallion, he bit down on Talba's neck and started grinding, each gyration tugging his girth from her depths only far enough to tease her most sensitive spots from within before pushing back into her, each motion a lurch or a tug in equal measure. Within a matter of moments - less than a minute and only a few dozen motions - Talba started whimpering and chattering her beak, loins clenching around both Nib and Vaulix in equal measure, her walls constricting and clit winking to make a juicy mess all over.

She was clearly having an orgasm, thanks to the two cocks inside her.

Nib was comfortable and snug in her tail hole even before Vaulix got involved, but that massive, girthy member sharing the same body with him squeezed him tight against her backside, accentuating his sensations so much he couldn't even think of thrusting without finishing instantly. He knew she may have wanted that, but he wasn't ready to finish so quickly! He wanted to draw it out a bit, since he knew it'd take him a while to regain his energy and desire once he was done.

Then, to the donkey's shock and surprise, Vaulix began to growl while clenching his jaw and closing his eyes. His thrusts got increasingly aggressive, slamming into her instead of grinding in circles, to the point where his entire length lurched in and out of her, leaving only his head inside for guidance. That thick bulge of his popped out and squeezed back in with shocking ease as a symphony of squelches and juicy squirts burst from her loins to soak both Vaulix and Nib.

This lasted mere minutes, as Vaulix quickly came to climax inside her. His final few thrusts into her were spastic and twitchy, and Nib could actually feel the pulsations of his cock pumping seed into the hippogryph mare through the walls that separated pussy passage from tale hole depths. Beyond that, he could even feel the accentuation of every ridge and bump heighten, the textures snagging on Talba's flesh and shifting it around with a violent aggression that Nib wasn't expecting. Finally, Vaulix came to a stop as deep as he could, his belly scales pressed tight to Talba's lips, her clit rubbing his scales with every wink. He clenched and pumped all he had to offer into her depths, the heat from his fluids spreading through her in the process so that even Nib could feel it.

Then, when he pulled out and left her gaping, the resulting slimy mess of his climax came bursting out, a torrent of ejaculate soaking the couch and Nib and Talba in the process. Before his member had even begun to shrink, Vaulix leaned down and gave Talba a kiss, cradling her cheek and pecking her on the neck. "You two have fun." Was all he said before crawling off them and stretching out near the fire, slit dripping with transparent goop and belly soaked.

Nib was confused and completely distracted due to all of this. He had no idea what was happening or why Vaulix got up and left so abruptly. He was still hard, but he lacked the concentration to do as little as thrust or clench his loins to make his flare swell and tease her.

Talba registered his inactivity and got into a squatting position on top of him, spinning so that she was riding him cowgirl and looking directly at him, hands on his chest while Vaulix passed behind her and slipped out the front door and onto the porch. "Don't worry about him. He does that." From this angle, Nib could see that the viscous slime that escaped her pussy wasn't milky white or cummy, but completely clear, like precum or saliva instead of semen. Peculiar, but fun to play with as it seeped out of her sloppy hole and onto his belly.

"Does what?" Nib asked, still shocked and unsure how to continue. "I don't even know what's happening. Did he, you know, finish? I mean, it's a little strange that he mounts, makes a mess, and just leaves, right? What's he doing? Will he be back? Have I failed a race I wasn't aware of?" So many questions swirled in his mind, and every potential answer was stranger than the last.

"None of that, don't worry. He has two phases due to his-" She paused to collect her thoughts while consciously squeezing her loins to wink her clit and constrict him inside her rump. "-unique biology. He's got lady bits and drake bits in that slit of his. The first wave is his female climax, he needs a few minutes to regain his strength, then he'll be right with us. In the mean time, wanna go somewhere a bit more private? Say, your bedroom?"

The situation made no sense to Nib, but that didn't stop him from agreeing. "Yeah, sure. I mean, it's still a little weird and I don't understand it, especially since that was clearly a cock in you-"

"I'll explain later, promise." She said, then squeezed as tight as she could while rising off him, her rump tugging his cock until his half-inflated head popped out of her. "Come on, take me to your bedroom and we can have our fun."

"Sure. Sure. Follow me." His cock was cold now that it was no longer buried deep inside her, so he was quick to hop to his hooves and escort her across the room with his hand around her waist. As they walked, she removed the clasps of her garters and stepped out of them so that she and he were both completely nude before entering his room.

Once inside, Nib saw that the storm outside had picked up. The wind was howling, leaves of every colour were swirling, and there was an icy mist dancing around. Vaulix must have been freezing out there, which was exactly why Nib was happy to stay inside and conceded internally that it wouldn't have been ideal for the pair of them to live in the barn during their stay. The weather was declining with each passing day and within a month there would be snow on the ground. It was going to suck for the gang, but that was definitely not the sort of living condition anyone with a modicum of self respect would offer royalty. Nib knew he had to give them a place to stay inside, no other options made sense.

His bed was simple, lacking a headboard or footboard on either side. It was nestled into the corner and adorned with a simple red sheet lined by golden edging. The rest of the room was simple and drab, with a fireplace at one end - the same fireplace as the one in the living room, as that pit served both rooms and kept the entire house warm; he could see into the living room if he glanced past the flame. Beyond that, he had only a dresser, an armoire, and a mirror to keep himself dapper before going into town. While working the ranch home, he didn't care how he looked.

The first thing Talba noticed was the bed sheets. "Pining for a time before the move, I see!" The red and gold of the sheets were two of the three colors that adorned the Arrenthen Parliament Castle, the crest of her family being of gold on black and red. She was right, too; this was one thing he brought from his old life back in Arrenthen, and the colours gave him comfort and security.

He patted the edge of the bed as he sat down, inviting her to join him. "Well, if it reminds you of home, why not take advantage of that?"

She seemed to be interested, but then hopped up onto the nearby windowsill, back against the frame and legs up while spread, her golden talons gripping the edge of the sill with claws digging into the wood. "I think I'd rather try something a bit more adventurous." she countered. From that spot and angle, her pussy and ass were both fully exposed, tail drooped down over the side of the windowsill while both of her holes oozed a concoction of whatever it was Vaulix left in her, Nib's precum, and her own natural lubricants. She looked so loose, so inviting, so needy.

Then, her clit winked and a heady glob of Vaulix's ejaculate rolled over her pucker, leaving her bright fleshy pink bits glistening in the reflection of the crackling fireplace on the opposite side of the room. She didn't need to say anything, but she did further invite him to her by rubbing herself, parting the flesh of her lips and rolling her clit between her fingers.

Nib's self control nearly evaporated the moment he saw that. His member - which had withered and mostly retreated back into his sheath - swelled with each heartbeat until it was fully erect and standing tall in his lap, ready to go. His flesh was still moist from her depths and his head drooled a bead of precum down the underside of his length. He grabbed himself and smeared that bead all over his cock tip as he got to his hooves and stepped up to her, noticing that his window ledge was exactly at crotch height, making it perfect for them to pair up.

"Well? What are you waiting for! Like I said, I prefer a quick, intense session, one after another. And, like I said, I bet by the time you're done with me, Vaulix will return and then we can go for round three. How's that sound to you?" She slid her hand down over her lips and parted them, relaxing her muscles in such a way that her walls parted and much of the remaining mess inside her practically fell out of her gaping depths.

But Nib didn't want to waste all that glorious, delicious, viscous mess. He reached out to grab as much as he could, catching it in his palm to smear it all over her pucker and lips, rubbing it in until she was soaking wet and dripping again. He then used the rest that didn't coat her flesh on himself, giving his length a mirror sheen from tip to base. Then, without hesitation, he leaned over and eased himself into her, guiding his member between her lips to feel her flesh once again swallow him up.

She rubbed herself and closed her eyes to focus on what he had to offer, walls constricting and muscles contracting around him. Her clit winked and her depths forced bits of fluid past where their flesh met to soak his belly and balls, some of it trickling down between them to get absorbed in the hair of her tail. She didn't mind, and used this mess to buck into him, claws up and one arm around his neck, the other alternately stroking whatever wasn't inside her and her own clit.

This was almost too much for Nib; despite his expectations of sloppy seconds after seeing that beast of a cock that Vaulix used on her, she was just as tight as before and her every muscle contraction felt even more intense since her walls were more swollen and tender. It didn't take long at all for him to feel the throbbing swell of his flare expanding inside her, so he tried to pull out in order to not blow too early. He knew she wanted that, but he hadn't even had an opportunity to pound her for more than a minute! That was entirely too quick!

Talba sensed this and immediately went on the offensive. She clenched as hard as she could, trapping him deep inside her with his expanding flare pressed tight against her cervix so that his urethral opening was aimed directly into her womb. She also wrapped both of her hands around his neck and held him close, bending her knees so that her claws could wrap around his hips. From there, she pushed away from the window and pinned him to the bed with her on top. She rode him there, knees down and pussy pressed tight against his groin, clit winking on his lower belly.

Her sudden aggression triggered an equal response from Nib, who grabbed her, rolled over until he was on top again, and pushed her down onto the sheets as he gained his footing on the ground next to the bed. He wrenched her one leg up off his hip so that her calf was resting on his shoulder and she was on her side, hand gripping the sheet as she braced herself for him.

He bucked as hard and deep as he could, flare tugging on her flesh and throbbing with every beat of his heart. He could feel his sensitive head grinding against her hot, well-lubricated flesh and he just about burst inside her until her orgasmic clenching actually forced him out at the apex of his thrust. The resulting buck into her just slammed at the underside of her tail, with the mushroom-like berth of his flare bending and folding in on itself as he did so.

"Aah! Ow!" He declared, his cock bending a bit under the pressure. "Warn me next time!"

"Sorry, I can't help it with such a delicious bit of stallion in me!" She said with a coo and a sly grin, still gripping onto his sheets. Her lower end was twitching, her spine shuddering in delight and her lower jaw chattering. She was clearly in the throes of orgasmic delight, not faking it. "D-don't stop." She urged as her clit winked again, this time with such vigour that part of her inner walls pushed out.

The image of that made Nib bend back over her, hand cradling under his flare and cock at full stiffness. As he leaned into his royal partner, he used every muscle in his midsection and thighs to force himself back into her, fist guiding his cock to ensure it didn't lose its target. Then, all at once the moment her walls relaxed, his fully engorged flare popped into her, fist following next to his shaft as half of his length disappeared between her folds. Slowly, he pulled his hand out of her and marvelled at how sloppy and wet she was, even if it was equal parts hers and Vaulix's secretions. Her warmth once again brought him to the edge of climax, leaving him hanging at the plateau as he slowly pushed his entire length into her once more.

Only then did he think to say something. "With Vaulix being as big as he is, I'm shocked you can even feel me." He joked, idly thrusting as he did so, a mass of fluid being forced out of her due to the pressure build up.

Talba laughed a bit, body heaving and loins squeezing with each heave. "Oh sweetie, that's not what happens. He tenderizes me, it's my muscles that keep me tight. If I wanted I could get off on a finger." She winked at him, both with her eye and her clit at the same time for comedic effect. "So don't ever go thinking a wonderful cock like yours is inadequate. Plus, I'm part equine; I'll always be partial to your particular build, you know? And flares? Hngph!" She threw her head back and rolled onto her belly with rump up and tail flipped over her back, fully exposing her tail hole and her tenderized, swollen mare pussy lips. "Come on, use me! Fill me up, will ya? I've already cum thrice, my dear, it's your turn. Don't hold back." From her spot on her belly, she moaned and pushed back. "Massage me."

Her instructions were clear, so Nib was prepared to finally have a go at her. However, he figured it best to not finish inside her; Vaulix was a cockatrice and she a hippogryph, their genes couldn't cross. Nib was a donkey, she part mare, the last thing she needed was little donkey hatchlings in case she was in heat; she didn't seem to be, but he wasn't taking a risk.

From his vantage point behind her, he leaned back to get a glorious look at every wrinkle of her tender flesh as he slowly pulled out of her, his flare tugging on her walls as he did so. He saw the bright red of her insides around the rim of her lips, pulling out from between where her flesh wrapped around his. As he slowly pulled out, he watched his median ring tug on her flesh before bursting out of her with a splash of Vaulix's mess. Then, in one fluid motion, he pulled himself completely out with an audible, juicy pop followed by the guttural whorl of air entering then exiting her as her walls gaped and closed up in his absence. More viscous mess slipped out of her, all of which Nib used to smear and rub all over and inside her rump by using his finger to lubricate her walls.

"I see how it is." she joked, face still pressed tight against the sheet. "Worried about eggs?"

All Nib could do was nod as he leaned into her, slowly forcing his semi-engorged flare past her pucker with a pop and a lurch followed by a steady easing in until his thighs touched her haunches. Once he was fully buried inside her, he managed to grunt out an answer. "Yup." Was all he could say.

"Understandable. Have fun, then!" She waggled her hips and arched her back to bounce on his cock, eager to please him while also taking care of herself with one hand. She gyrated and ground against him, matching his every movement to maximize his bucking motions. It was clear the princess was as into it as he was, and the kinkiness of utilizing her tail hole was just as pleasant to him.

Much like the prior two times, Nib kept at her with all his strength, this time willing to allow himself to finally finish. He'd been teasing her for the entire duration of their tryst thus far and had been trying his best to hold back, but his equine balls required release and thus he was ready to climax as deep inside her as he could. He bucked with all his might, thrusting as deep and as thoroughly as possible before being distracted by the sound of a door opening and closing as Vaulix came back inside.

Nib had to stop and wait, with the prince making his way through the house. The bedroom door was open so it only took a moment for Vaulix to find the pair of them, with Nib buried balls deep inside Talba's tail hole, flesh pressed to flesh and mess dripping down between them. Given his nonchalance about the situation up to that point, it was no surprise that he simply took the few steps needed to cross the room and sidle up behind Nib, chest to the donkey's back and knees partially bent to ensure his groin was low enough to slip under Nib's tail.

"I'm really not so sure this will work." Nib commented with a hint of worry in his voice. He then panicked a bit as Vaulix pulled in closer, grinding against the underside of his tail. It all happened so quickly that Nib didn't know what to say or do. Luckily, Vaulix made sure to alleviate his concerns with his deep, buttery voice.

"Fret not, good sir stud. It's not you I covet." His muzzle was right next to Nib's ear, his breath hot and tickling the donkey's fur there. As he spoke, he pushed up so that his cock - which had slowly emerged from its depths once again to force its way between Nib's inner thighs - pressed against Talba's plump lips, parting them and slowly dilating them enough to fit. He started to buck into Talba's pussy, his body forcing Nib to do the same into her rump as his girth filled the princess's depths to full capacity. As a result, this once again squeezed Nib's cock in between her pelvic bone and his girth.

Unlike last time, however, Nib was not trying to prolong his experience. He felt this was enough and happily let Vaulix take over for him. The cockatrice did much of the work, using his far larger body to thrust in and out, bulge of his cock forcing Talba's cunt to dilate and constrict in its wake all while the princess clenched and pushed out to get the most out of the situation. The pressure that built, the heat of the bodies around, behind, and in front of him all mixed with the subtle but powerful scents and sounds brought Nib on the verge of climax within minutes.

And, of course, Vaulix didn't know this so he kept thrusting, hips slamming against the back of Nib's thighs and thus forcing Nib to slap against Talba as his cock buried as deep as it would go. It wasn't until Nib collapsed on Talba's back that he felt the familiar constriction in his loins that led to his length pumping wave after wave of thick stallion seed into her, flare fully engorged to create a seal deep within her booty and ensuring none of his essence escaped her. The pressure from Vaulix's bulgy cock helped a lot, especially since he was not only getting Talba's clenching and gyrations but also the stroke that came from the frotting tripled his pleasure, keeping him from holding back.

Just as he was on the cusp of post-orgasm collapse, Vaulix gave a powerful thrust to pin Nib in deep while his own cock - fully buried in hippogryph pussy as deep as it would go with the donkey in between them - started to throb and pump more of his own essence deep into her, this time inflating her womb with cockatrice seed.

Both of them were shuddering in delight, gritting teeth and clenching loins, cocks pressed against each other with Talba's anal and vaginal walls being the only thing keeping them from touching. At the same time, Talba herself was whimpering and writhing in place, hands clutching the bed sheets while she struggled to keep her rump end up high enough to keep them both inside her. When she failed and flopped down, Vaulix's bulge burst from her depths leaving only his head resting between her lips while Nib's flare came to tug on her pucker from within, making it dilate and distend before letting it out with a pop. Vaulix followed suit by pulling out, leaving Talba panting and gaping between both her holes, a blended concoction of her natural lubricants and their seed escaping her and cascading over her flesh to soak the covers.

Only then did Vaulix back away and pat both Nib and Talba on opposite haunches. He growled in Nib's ear and then got into a position to hold Talba by the hand, replacing the sheets within her grip.

Nib collapsed on the bed next to Talba, cock and sheath and balls covered in seed. "Th-that was nice! Very intense." He managed to spit out between gasps. "Is this what it's like being around you two all the time? I could get used to it."

"Not quite." Vaulix answered. "But we are on vacation, so I believe you can expect more."

Talba didn't speak a word, she just rolled onto her back with legs and arms spread all over, pussy exposed and soaked with so much of Vaulix's seed - this time a traditional, milky mess rather than the gooey, viscous slime of his first climax - that her pink lips were lost beneath the coat of it.

Nib saw this and managed to get to his feet as his member withered and folded back up into his sheath. "I, uh, I think I'll draw us a bath. I've got some lovely fire gems to keep it hot, too. My tub's big enough for you, Vaulix, but not by much."

Vaulix nodded with respect. "I greatly appreciate it, my friend. Do you need my assistance?"

All Nib could really do was shake his head with a broad grin upon his face. "Naw, I think I'll leave you two to cuddle. I feel like a bit of a burden on the two of you. See you soon; I'll let you know when it's ready." He turned to leave, with the last thing he saw being Talba's flimsily flopped hand waving goodbye to him. She was utterly spent, exhausted and tired from being so thoroughly stuffed.

Nib happily slipped out of the bedroom to do as he promised, content knowing that he'd be sharing their company for at least a few days. He had so much to talk about, and so much stress to relieve; it only made sense that they, on their royal retreat, would feel the same way.