In a matter of minutes, Shayla was so far gone that she barely had any energy left to impale herself on Jadrik's throbbing cock or hold her boobs squashed together around Uli's thick tit-fucking tool. Shuddering, she screeched when she felt her clit being strummed in an amazingly torturous flurry of rubs and pinches that made her see stars. Through the haze of a huge incoming climax, she heard the warrior growl and gasp throatily.

“Aaah get ready lass... Here I cuuum!"

A shiver ran up the wizardess's spine as the dwarf's robust swollen boner throbbed between her tits and his cum surged along his pole, exploding before her eyes in a single, massive spray of cum.

While Uli's humongous load hit her ecstatic face in a continuous geyser- like spurt of gooey white seed that splattered all across her cheeks and nose and lips, Shayla kept her mouth wide open and stuck out her tongue. Moaning wantonly like the sperm-craving slut she was, she tried to catch as much of the dwarf's dense jetting semen as possible inside her oral cavity, hungry for his cum. Though she managed to swallow quite a lot of Uli's potent burst of cock-cream, a good portion of that thick deluge still dribbled down her chin, painting the upper slopes of her jiggling, spittle-glistening tits in sticky dwarven ejaculate.

“Aaahh fuck... Jadrik grunted as Shayla gulped down noisily and writhed in climax on his lap. As she came hard on Uli's clit-torturing digits, her rectum clamped so wonderfully around his raging dick that he was pushed over the edge.

"Your ass is so fucking good... Oohh take my cum, Shayyy!"

Overwhelmed, so pleasure-weakened that she could barely hold herself up on Jadrik's lap, Shayla screamed as the warlock forcefully slammed her bubble -butt down on his boner and rammed himself all the way up inside her twitching, plundered asshole. A moment later he was growling into her ear and cumming deep inside her ass again, filling her steamy cock-squeezing rectum with another huge load of his potent spurting seed.

The feel of Jadrik's meaty pulsing length spraying rope after rope of creamy cum into her already seed-plastered anal depths and the taste of Uli'ts semen in her mouth were the last sensations that the wizardess's brain registered. Her vision faded to white as her sperm-drooling lips turned up in a blissful smile. A full-body tremor of ecstasy overtook her, like a warm wave of physical joy washing over her entire being to keep her perfectly cozy and satisfied while she passed out with one last contented whimper.

Panting and sweating, Jadrik lovingly held his adored slut's curvy body as she went limp in his arms. Once he was done pumping her rectum full of his liquid essence, he gently raised Shayla off his lap and slipped his deflating shaft out of her reddened, dilated anus. Grunting as his sperm- slimy cockhead popped out of her well-fucked sphincter with a squishy slurp, he devotedly laid her down on the bed to rest on her side.

After glorying in the obscenely beautiful sight of his abundant cum trickling out of her gaping asshole in bubbling pearly rivulets, Jadrik brushed Shayla's sex-tousled black locks away from her face and planted a tender kiss on her hot, puffy Lips.

“You're always the best, my sweet slut..." he murmured, taking one last long look at the wizardess's gorgeous, sated form. Then he got off the bed.

"So," the dwarf said, putting his chubby dick back in his pants and furrowing his bushy eyebrows at the the warlock, “looks like we're off to the Chapel of Red Spires, eh?"

“Yeah, apparently," Jadrik snickered as he made his way to the desk and put on his black robes. Fishing a flask full of a scarlet liquid from one of the drawers and waving it toward the approaching dwarf, the warlock slumped back in his comfy armchair and offered: “Revitalizing potion?"

“No way, lad, not until ye make then digestible for dwarfs. Ye should really take some time to work on yer alchemy someday, that swill gave me the shits last time I drank it. Still, this thing with the lass.. Uli persisted, his scrutinizing eyes trained on the warlock's strangely relaxed expression.

Uli knew Jadrik enough to know that the warlock had to have some plan in mind if he was so willing to join the wizardess in a quest that, in theory, would lead to her marrying someone else. And of course, knowing Jadrik, Uli was sure that if such a plan existed, as it probably did, it would certainly involve Shayla's fiance dying a horrible death, somehow.

“Yes, what about it?" Jadrik shrugged, gulping down the syrupy rejuvenating potion and smacking his lips, affecting innocence all the while even as he felt Uli's gaze boring into him, reading his dark intents all too clearly.

“We'll be just helping her as a friend. You know, for old times‘ sake and all that kind of nonsense... It's a nice gesture, ULi, why all the scrutiny?"

“aye, a nice gesture," the dwarf guffawed, “and ye're famous for those, ain't ye, lad?"

The warlock and the dwarf shared a long, meaningful glance, understanding each other without words.

If Jadrik wanted to murder Shayla's betrothed, Uli had no problem with it. Besides, it had been a while since he had swung his axe in combat, he was always so busy running the brothel and fucking demonesses around the clock and counting coins and drinking his daily barrels of beer in praise of the Alefather and so on. A bit of adventure could be a fun diversion, the dwarf had to admit. So, after a brief silent dialogue made of furrowed brows from Uli and shrewd grins from Jadrik, the bearded warrior chuckled and nodded solemnly.

“Right then. I'll go pay a visit to this paladin's Temple," Uli stated, already planning ahead.

"Unless I'm very much mistaken, we're entitled to some gold for supplies and other expenses if we take part in a sworn crusader's quest. And I'll have to sort things at the brothel too. I'm thinking of having my cousin Sballi take over in our absence... He's already helping me out as it is, when he's not stretching some demon- bitch's cunt. What'd ye say, lad, is that fine with ye?"

“Sure, of course," Jadrik nodded distractedly, already going over the preparations he himself would have to make and listing them grudgingly out loud.

"I guess I should summon more Praetorians to guard the house and set some magical traps here and there, bolster the defenses and such... And I'tl need to get a proper crate for my books, I can't leave my little ones here, not all of them for sure... It will have to be a solid one but not too conspicuous, reinforced wood, maybe... And then I'll have to put some protective spells on it and everything..." he said, trailing off. Then, sighing, the warlock shook his head dejectedly and met the dwarf's gaze.

“I so hate packing, Uli. I really do."