Page 20 of Blackwood Milk Farm #7

Hard Love

Beams of morning light stabbed through the partially open curtains. Sunlight glowed along the floor as it filled the bedchamber with a dreamy dimness. Shadows retreated, only barely, as small movements rustled blankets on the bed.

Asher was barely awake as he sucked on Paasha’s leaking tit, his manhood buried deep within her wet slit. The pair undulated with small moans dripping from the goblin’s parted lips. Body heat woke tired muscles as Asher’s member stabbed the goblin’s inner world.

Memories drifted along Asher’s mind as pleasure curled along his senses. The night was filled with goblin debauchery. Keefa and Nuha often playfully fought each other to have Asher, but it was Paasha who waited like a primal animal, ready to strike. When the pair of goblins were exhausted and needed a rest, the motherly goblin would soothe Asher’s tired body with warm embraces and coaxing life back into his spent member. She whispered loving words as her body and hands did the opposite.

Asher never knew the motherly goblin could become so demonic with her own demands. Moments flashed of Nuha and Keefa passed out from the night, but Paasha prevented Asher from sleeping. She sucked on his member with soothing care. She mounted him with haunting whispers. She would press her leaking nipple to his lips, making him drink as she rode his throbbing member.

The lord of Blackwood happily relented. He indulged in his own devilish needs, letting the motherly goblin take control. She orgasmed for very long moments, but never seemed to tire. She marshaled her energy as she forced Asher to come many times within and on her.

Morning light glowed, and Asher was no longer obliged to be the goblin’s servant. Despite his weary body, he pulled his mouth from her tit, pushed her onto her back and buried his cock to the hilt.

There were no more words to say. Paasha gave herself willingly to her clan father. She moaned her approval as his hips struck her inner thighs with growing passion.

Sweat and dried fluids covered their bodies. They were a mess but it only added to the primal mood. The deeper Asher thrusted, the longer Paasha’s moans sang. It didn’t take long for her leg to tremble and her eyes to roll into her head once again. She moaned like she was possessed. Pleasure slammed into her senses and remained as her lord’s thick member appeared and disappeared within her inner valley.

Asher enjoyed watching her orgasm. He watched her with loving eyes as she continued to moan, heat radiating from her body. Rivulets of milk spilled from her engorged nipples as she surrendered to him.

Asher’s body tensed before he let out a long groan. Thick ropes of seed flooded her abused valley once again. It dripped from their union as he sank deep and stayed there. His cock throbbed as the goblin milked every drop.

“You earned our stones,” Paasha said as she stretched her arms over her head.

“Good to hear,” Asher huffed.

Paasha brought her arms back, lifted her green hand and caressed Asher’s cheek.

“Shall I draw you a bath?” she asked.

Asher nodded. “Yes, please. And I want you in it with me,” he smiled.

***

The morning was filled with food and happy discussions. Keefa and Nuha were energized, talking about their night to Nyn and Amber. Paasha hummed to herself as she cooked morning meal. Asher simply enjoyed the radiance of the fine morning.

When he didn’t see Elara, Nyn told him that she was at The Wine Library, waiting for a shipment and possibly opening it early for the town to enjoy.

Asher nodded as he ate spoonsful of eggs. His other hand went to his belt pouch and felt the five carved stones within. There were only two left to earn, one from Elara and the other from Brynda.

The lord sat and ate his meal, his mind wandering to the future. Some of his lovers were pregnant, he just didn’t know which. It added a sense of mystery he enjoyed. From the looks of others as they enjoyed their morning meals, they had expressions of excitement and wonderment. Their world was going to change in just a month or two, when bellies would begin to show.

Distant memories came back to the lord of Blackwood. He remembered his mother helping young mothers in town with their pregnant bellies. She often advised their lost-eyed bonded men that they had to rub oils on the mother’s bellies and speak to their children within said bellies. It helped with the connection of father to child. It would be the very thing he would do, rubbing oils on their bellies and speak to them with words of love.

Asher finished his meal with a small knowing smile. He kissed each woman present before taking their plates to the kitchen. He was excited to know who would be the mothers of their children.

He made his way to the kitchen and began washing them in the sink. Soon Paasha joined him and they cleaned up everything rather quickly. When they were finished, Asher kissed the motherly goblin on the lips before making his exit out the side kitchen door.

Asher stepped into brilliant sunlight. His body was bathed in warmth as he basked in it for a moment. Plans to check the winery and the grounds filled his mind. Those plans fell away like leaves on the wind as a giant, red-headed woman stood in the grassy distance.

Brynda stood not far from Farmhouse West. She looked at Asher with dreamy, shy eyes before she looked away. Her long red dress was loose along her body. She didn’t have her broadswords poking up from behind her back.

Asher knew that look and walked toward her.

When the lord reached the giant woman, he looked up into her shy eyes.

“Brynda, is everything well?”

She shook her head.

“No, it is not. I have been dreading this conversation, but it must be done.”

Asher kept his concerned gaze on the nine-foot-tall giant. She was the runt of her kind, much smaller than normal giants. Shunned by her people, Brynda worked for other communities, often as a helping hand for lifting heavy things until the Opal Society brought her in as a bodyguard.

Brynda’s cheeks were a sizzling pink as she looked down on the man she adored. She sat down and put an elbow on her knee. A sigh fell from her lips before she looked Asher in the eyes.

“Some of the ways of giants remain with me. To have a child, the male must be strong enough to defeat me to ensure the child will be strong.”

Asher eyed the giant woman as it all became clear.

“I must fight you,” he said with knowing eyes.

Brynda gave a single nod. “It is not like a brutal fight. You must knock me down onto my back. We never punch, or directly kick another. Bruises are badges of strength. If you knock me down onto my back, I am yours.”

Asher rubbed his jaw.

Brynda reached behind her and pulled a potion vial from her belt. She brought it around and held it out to Asher, a creamy white liquid within.

The giant woman looked away. “I know it will make you large enough to give you a chance.”

Asher looked at the vial of Brynda’s milk. He remembered when he drank her milk, he did become taller and larger, but not to her size. He would grow to seven-feet-tall and no more. He would be at a disadvantage size wise, but he still had a chance with his fighting skills and experience.

“I cannot say why, but we must do this now,” Brynda said with pink cheeks.

Asher’s eyes gleamed with understanding. He knew why she was being mysterious. It was her fruitful time to conceive. He didn’t need all the stones to know she really wanted to have a child. She could never hide her emotions from him. The beautiful giant woman, with all her strength and experience, was a shy, loving maiden at heart. She gave up her maidenhood to him, and now she wanted to have their child.

Asher took the vial from her hand. He pulled the cork and immediately drank the contents. When the vial was empty, he let it drop to the grass as his body began to convulse.

Brynda slowly stood up with a happy smile. She watched as her beloved Asher grew several inches at a time, his clothes ripping with every few inches. He let out a long exhale as the man of over six-feet-tall grew to over seven-feet-tall.

Asher stood tall and most of his clothes were ripped.

“Are you ready?” Asher asked with amused eyes.

Brynda nodded, then she launched at him.

Asher barely had a chance to dig in his right foot as he grabbed her. He managed to lift her an inch off the ground, before her elbow struck him across the side of his head, stars exploding across his vision.

The pair fell from the blow and quickly scrambled to their feet again.

Asher touched the side of his throbbing head.

“It must be a true challenge,” Brynda said as she bent her knees and kept her hands at the ready.

Asher charged the giant woman. When he was close to her, he launched himself at her. Brynda leapt back as she slammed her elbow into his back in midair. The pair slammed onto the ground, Brynda on top of Asher.

Lord Blackwood tried to turn but Brynda held him down with a happy smile.

“Eat dirt my love,” the giant grinned.

Asher’s head was shoved into the ground as his teeth touched dirt.

I can’t beat her strength, but there are other ways to tame a giant.

Asher’s hand groped around as he tried to get back up. The giant woman was heavy on him. When his hand reached up a little and felt the bottom of her large breast, he groped her nipple and twisted it.

Brynda let out a laughing yelp and pulled away. Asher took the advantage and slammed his shoulder into her unguarded waist. Brynda stumbled back but didn’t fall. She regained her footing as she grabbed Asher. Her fingers dug into his sides, ready to lift him up and throw him.

Asher knew if he didn’t make a move now, she was going to toss him away hard. He pulled his knee to his chest and struck at her ankle as hard as he could with his foot. The ankle gave out and Brynda let out a grunt in pain. She lost her balance as Asher regained his. He curled his foot around her calf, landed his heel behind hers, and pushed with all his might against the beautiful giant.

Brynda let out a yelp as she felt her body and gravity shift. She fell backwards like the giant tree. Asher’s elbow slammed into her shoulder and her eyes widened.

The giant woman crashed onto the grassy floor with a heavy, vibrating thud.

Asher was over her with a crazed look and smile, dirt covering his features.

“I have won,” he said with a maddening grin.

Brynda didn’t frown or reject his win. The giant laid there with pink cheeks and a heavy breath. She looked into his eyes with deep affection and tender love. Her body relaxed as wet spots grew bigger along the cloth covering her breasts.

Asher stared at her beauty, feeling every powerful pulse from her chest. He slowly moved off her and held out his hand to her. Brynda took it and slowly stood up. She held his hand as she led him away.

The pair walked past Farmhouse West and toward a small wooded area on the estate. They stepped in between trees until they were surrounded by them.

Brynda was silent as she took told of her dress and pulled it over her head. She tossed it aside and stood in her naked glory.

Asher was always stunned by her beauty. She had pale skin. A triangle of red hair framed her womanhood. Large breasts defied gravity as they leaked creamy white milk. She had an hourglass figure, with thick, comforting thighs.

Brynda lifted her hands and undid her braid. After a moment, her hair fell naturally down. It was a crimson red against her pale skin.

Asher pulled off his rippled clothes and tossed them away. When he was naked, he couldn’t fight the rising power of his manhood. It vibrated with need at the giant’s beauty.

Lord Blackwood walked over until he stood before Brynda. His head was to her neck level. He claimed his win by gently cupping her leaking breast and licked at her sensitive nipple.

Brynda gasped as her eyes half-closed. Pink glowed along her pale skin as she seemed to wilt further to his touch.

Asher’s other hand snaked around to her back. He pressed at the small of her back as he licked at her nipple. Rivulets of milk flowed and he closed his lips over them. Brynda let out a weak moan as Asher drank her magical milk. Her hands shook for a moment before they curled around the man she loved. He closed his eyes on loving contentment.

Magical energy surged along Asher’s entire body. It only grew and grew as he continued to gulp down her milk. The lord’s body began to grow larger. He continued to get taller and wider.

Brynda’s nipple slipped from his lips and Asher opened his eyes.

Brynda looked up with wonderment in her gaze. Asher looked down at her, his head a foot taller than hers. Reaching ten-feet-tall, he was still a runt compared to most giants, but not to the giant before him.

“Darling,” Brynda said with trembling eyes.

Asher smiled as his arms wrapped around her, one cupping the back of her head while the other touched the small of her back again. He gently laid her down as she touched his cheek. When Brynda was on the grassy ground, it was Asher who moved his hands along her body.

Brynda let out a dreamy sigh as strong hands ran along her skin. One hand reached between her parted thighs and explored. She reached up and grabbed the back of Asher’s head. With a pull, their lips met and tongues slipped into mouths. Heat glowed as Asher’s fingers ran along her wet slit. When he touched her throbbing pearl, he massaged it with arcane moments. It was enough for Brynda to curl a leg over his hip, her hips writhing to his touch. A muffled moan filled her throat as tongues played.

The couple’s heartbeats matched in power and pulse. An empty pit filled the giant and she wanted it filled. Brynda pulled her head back and gasped for air.

“I never wanted anything else more in my life. Take me my lover for I no longer wish to wait. Take me as I am yours,” she cried out.

“You are mine,” Asher said darkly. “As I am yours,” his dark tone turned lighter.

Wetness surged between them. Asher was over Brynda, the tip of his cock pressed to her tight opening. She let out a long exhale as his thick spear pushed into her inner world. Thicker inches sank into warm flesh. Inner walls spread to his now expanded girth. Brynda cried out, not in pain, but in unbridled ecstasy. She moaned as he sank to the hilt and stayed there. Brynda held onto the much larger Asher, her face cuddled to his neck.

Asher’s hips moved with the hypnotic movements of a snake. They were slow at first, but the tempo grew over time. Asher enjoyed her tight feel. Her gasps against his neck caused him to move the tempo to her breaths. The more she gasped, the slower he was. If her breathing slowed, he slowed. Wet inches appeared and disappeared along their intimate connection. The sounds of their moans and bodies were lost to the sounds of birds and trees swaying to the breeze.

The couple was alone in a world filled with life. Brynda cuddled to Asher as he pushed with restrained might. His member throbbed to her vice-like hold on him. His hips gently pushed against tender inner thighs. The rhythm between was sublime, like fate was guiding them to this very point in their lives.

“It will be a boy,” Brynda whispered before she could stop herself.

Asher’s tempo increased. The thought of his beautiful Brynda carrying one of his heirs sent shivers along his body. A strong urge to keep going swayed all thoughts from his mind. Asher continued to push with the strength of a titan. Brynda gasped near his ear, and that little gasp knocked away all control he had.

Brynda moaned louder as Asher’s manhood thickened. It throbbed as he made long, fast strokes. The tempo grew as pleasure blinded the giant Asher. He let out a strangled grunt as bliss consumed him. His hips thrusted and let out a louder groan.

Brynda let out her own moan at the same time. White hot suns of mystical explosions filled her body. Her leg trembled as she embraced and squeezed his upper body.

Asher was close to Brynda as thick magma-like ropes flooded her inner world. The more Asher thrusted, the louder Brynda’s moans were. Pleasure grappled the couple as their intimate song played on.

The world beyond them was nothing more than a dream.

Brynda pulled her head back and laid on the ground. Her cheeks were rosy as she looked up into Asher’s happy eyes.

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t stop myself,” she said with heavy breath.

“I’m happy you did. It doesn’t matter if it is a boy or a girl. I only want a healthy child and your love,” Lord Blackwood huffed.

“You have it,” she said as she touched his cheek.

Time stood still for the couple as bodies glowed with heat.

“Again?” Asher asked.

“Again,” Brynda said.

***

Asher stepped out of the farmhouse in new clothes, and was greeted by the glow of late afternoon. He smiled as he felt light as a feather in mind, body, and soul.

From morning to afternoon, Asher was stuck in his giant form. Brynda had become ravenous after the first time and the couple enjoyed many different positions and sensual activities. When the milk began to wear off, giant Asher shrank down into normal-size. When the couple decided to leave the small wounds, Asher had the rags of his clothes barely covering his body. He ran back to the house as Brynda laughed. After a bath and a moment alone with his thoughts, he dressed and headed out to see his beloved Elara at her shop.

Asher stepped off the porch and made for the gate with a warm smile across his lips.

The breeze was soothing across the lord’s face.

It didn’t take long for him to reach town. He looked ahead to see people on the street walking to destinations or simply caught in the gravity of conversations.

The sun set lower to the west. The sky’s brightness dimmed into a smoldering orange and yellow glow.

Asher looked further down the wide street, seeing The Wine Library at the corner. The glass windows showed several patrons enjoying a good book with a full wine glass on nearby tables, or in hands.

“Greetings, Asher,” came a voice from the side.

Asher smiled, knowing the voice was familiar but in his blissful cloud, couldn’t place it exactly. When he fully turned, his happy demeanor turned into a defensive stance. His hand landed on his enchanted dagger at his belt as his gaze took on a sharp, angry gaze.

“It is good to see you again,” Sontar said with a haughty smirk.