Chapter 11

The next hour was hot, both physically and erotically. Hella was a dirty nasty woman, kneeling on the ground, swallowing and occasionally sputtering on the thick meat as if her life depended on it, trying to extract the essence inside.

But there was an even nastier woman watching close by. Not so much woman but more...prince like. Perhaps even deadric.

Of course, the two lovers wouldn't have suspected, even if they were paying attention. For it was the webs hanging above their heads that carried the whispers, sounds, and secrets.

It listened in. Listened as the Raven haired Hella slurped on her man's love rod, purposely trying to gag herself. Her mind was filled with nothing but carnal desire, both radiating from her soul and body.

Desmond loved the way her lips felt around him. Although he would have preferred them on his lips, he let Hella do what she wanted, and that was to choke on his dick. It was her fetish and she needed to maintain eye contact the entire time.

He brushed his fingers along her silky dark hair, eliciting a guttural purr from her. Eventually, the pleasure was too much and he exploded into her throat as her twin suckers stuck to his base.

Many spurts later, she was satisfied and pulled herself off with a plop, getting on her feet.

"Thank you, my love. I truly needed that."

"Any time, but I'm not finished, so turn around please, and place your hands on the wall."

This was it! Hella loved it when Desmond took charge. Her pussy trembled in delight as she did as ordered. She dropped her robes revealing her sexy body, then bent down and stuck her plump heart-shaped ass outward while two of her fingers spread open her lower lips.

Desmond ran a finger down the crack of her ass, over her winking brown star, and passed over her clit. With his breaker still stiff, he sheathed himself back into the rightful place where he belonged. The pussy sheath.

Warm and welcoming, it was the right place to be, and he would sacrifice everything to keep it. The deeper he went, the more it wrapped around him, like a welcoming lover. It felt as if Hella's vagina loved him even more than she did if it had a consciousness.

Hella, in turn, thought the same. She needed, not just Desmond's magnificent cock, but he himself. She was whole again when they connected. She owned his cock just as he owned her vagina. The only thing better was if they could combine themselves physically into one being.

Her body shivered when he ran his hands up her back and over her dangling breasts, pinching her nipples playfully before grabbing onto her hips. She braced herself as he started his fast and long thrusts, just as she liked it. A long-awaited moan escaped her lips as she lost herself to the pleasure high she desperately needed.

They rocked in that cave not caring if the spiders themselves were secretly listening in on them as long as they didn't disturb.

****

Deeper into the excavation site, a creature lay waiting in ambush. A creature with many legs, a large abdomen, and many eyes.

Nimhe was ready. She was hungry and her fangs dripped with both saliva and poison. An intruder had entered the area. She could feel it with her spider strands that carried vibrations.

But something was wrong. They were taking too long and none of her children had anything to report, besides the dead one whose shrieks she herself had heard from all the way there.

A smaller spider crawled into her hole. One of her other children had come back, the one she sent on a scouting mission to report on the intruders. It was small-minded, not as smart as her, and only communicated with basic signs and feelings. It hissed and gurgled, translating to:

Intruders spotted. Making babies.

'Making babies?' she thought confusedly.

Then it hit her.

They were trying to copy her tactics. Have as many children as possible and take over the cave networks, just as she did.

These humans were different then the rest. But she wouldn't lose! Spiders were bigger and stronger, and she knew for a fact that human babies were weaker than spiders when born. They were also tastier!

She made up a plan. She would send all of her spiders in one go and overwhelm the two before they could create their own army. This would make her miss out on the opportune moment to dine on babies, but it was a sacrifice she was willing to make.

She hissed at the spider, telling it to take everyone and charge at the humans.

****

As Desmond came inside Hella's convulsing moist twat for the third time, he stopped his thrusting to listen in on something. A sound coming from far away, getting closer and closer.

Hella too, face dripping with sweat, kissed her teeth in annoyance.

"I think we're about to get an audience," Desmond joked.

But Hella was in no mood for jokes. She needed just one more round! Just one more orgasm!

"Let me handle this."

Wanting to protest and join in, Desmond noticed Hella's pissed-off face. It was mean and a bit frightening but also very alluring. He didn't want to admit it, but he enjoyed watching Hella blast apart creatures with her incredibly powerful spells.

She stood naked on top of the ledge, waiting for the spiders to pour into the room.

It didn't take long as the scampering of many feet and clicking of fangs echoed in the chamber. They crawled from the entire entrance, up the walls, and to the sides, entering in like a brown tide of abdomen and legs.

"This damned city and their stupid stone beds." Hella spoke in a low voice with a fit of deep-sated anger and rising irritation, "Where can a woman get a peaceful fuck around here!"

She conjured up her ebony wings, unfurling with a dazzling sparkle. All light in the cave seemed to get sucked into them causing the entire room to darken.

Desmond could see Hella as he activated his night vision spell. She channeled her lightning, causing obsidian sparks to dance through her fingertips and arm in a frenzied manner.

The spiders got closer and closer as they crept up the walls bearing their fangs. A few spat venom but Desmond quickly put up a ward. blocking himself and Hella who started to float a few feet above him.

Just as he thought the spiders would pounce, Hella extended her hands to either side of her and exploded outward with the raw power of dark voltage. The lightning coursed through her body and even out of her wings, hitting everything in sight. The bolts seemed to go around Desmond as they struck one spider and then jumped to another. This all happened in the blink of an eye.

Since all of the arachnids were mostly bunched together, this caused every spider in the room to receive an electric shock.

They dropped from the ceiling like flies while others simply exploded on the spot, sending organs and green gunk splattering everywhere.

Desmond watched all this in awe. This was somehow technically his doing. His strange, almost instant mastery of magic and unnatural talent for creating new spells caused this kind of result in Hella. From Hagraven to Dark horny Mistress.

If he had more time to practice on his own and maybe get a chance to kill something for once, he would become just as strong as Hella. But Hella was a greedy woman. She wanted to fight everything, leaving Desmond on the sidelines. He felt like she only kept him around for his cock, but he knew that wasn't the case. She loved him, even before when she was a Hagraven and now when she was a mean hot broad.

Not a single spider was spared. Nothing left for Desmond to test out his modified fireball. The same fireball that was inspired by Magnus, the bright hole in the sky which he had later come to learn its name. (The sun's name is Magnus but there's no actual sun and stars in Elder Scrolls. They're all holes/portals in the sky that lead to Aetherius...I think).

Hella halted her magicka, lowering her hands. When the lightning traveled through her body it actually made her even hornier, shocking her pussy, though it wasn't enough to give her an orgasm. If anything, it edged her.

She turned towards Desmond and spoke. "Wait here, love. I'll be right back. Let me just quickly take care of that bitch and we can continue. Keep yourself hard for me."

Desmond shrugged before nodding, taking out the stone skin book Calcelmo gave him in the meantime.

****

Nimhe was feeling worried. Was it a bad idea to send all of her brood at once? She heard a loud buzzing noise coming from where she sent them but it all quieted down moments later. She hung upside down as she contemplated her next move. But before she could, a shiver ran down her abdomen. A nasty premonition clung to her brown fuzzy fur as she spun her body around on her silk thread.

Her many pupils reflected a pair of dark wings and piercing onyx eyes that crackled with lightning.

Her body felt light just then and she couldn't cling onto her silk strand any longer. Those angry pair of eyes was the last thing she saw before her body split right down the middle, both halves dropping on the floor. She had seen those eyes before. When she was just a little spider and had interrupted her mother in the middle of mating.

It wasn't the end for Nimhe as Hella held a rock in her hand that glowed with a blue hue. It was a rock made to contain an average soul. Though it was a waste to use it on a lesser soul of a frostbite spider, it was what Hella thought the spider deserved for interrupting her coitus. She had cast the soul trap spell before slicing the giant frostbite spider down the middle with her lightning sword, a new spell that came to her while she was frying all the others.

Nimhe's soul flashed out of the corpse and got sucked into the gray rock where it was now trapped for eternity, and eventually used as fuel for enchantment when the time comes.