Page 8 of Blackwood Milk Farm #7

Hearts and Bodies Fused

Asher watched as Blyss ran ahead of him, her green body nearly camouflaged against the vibrant green leaves and moss growing on thick tree trunks.

When she vanished, he pressed on, following her tracks imprinted on the damp dirt.

The tracking game never lost its luster for the retired ranger. He could make out Blyss’s cute little toes without squinting. Despite her short size, she left deep imprints, making it very easy to track her.

Asher did this often on the farm. He often knew where everyone was going, or where they would be, from their tracks around the estate. Sometimes the tracks were muddled on busy days, but that was what made it the most challenging. When he went searching for someone, he simply followed their beautiful feet or boot imprints.

Thoughts flowed back to the farm. The urges to grow their family began to whip at him a little harder. He knew it wasn’t simply Blyss, or the family’s decision to have children, but his own. The urges glowed brighter in his heart and he looked forward to the next chapters of their life together.

Asher pushed a low, leafy branch away, and when he did, his eyes glowed with reflected beauty.

A lake stretched out before them, with only the valley mountains in the background. Green grass covered most of the ground. A thin beach ran along the calm lake edge. The scent of valley water blended with the green forest soothed the retired ranger’s senses. It cleansed his lungs as nerves glowed to favored sensations of natural bliss.

By the lake’s edge, a goblin stood.

Blyss’s eyes were closed as she felt the glow of the forest and lake fill her body and spirit. She took in a deep inhale and let out a very slow exhale. She could feel the forest spirits watching her, knowing what was to come, and applauding it.

Asher stepped along smooth rocks. When he reached Blyss standing on the thin beach, he put his hands on her shoulders.

Blyss slowly opened her eyes and spoke without looking back. “We should set up camp,” she said with a breathy whisper.

Asher nodded with a knowing smile.

It didn’t take long to set up the rather large, comfy tent. Asher admired his handiwork, the tent just far enough from the lake edge to ensure nothing snuck up on them. The ground was soft, but he and Blyss picked a spongy moss. It was used to create a cushion under their tent for extra comfort.

The afternoon bled on as Asher took his hand axe and ventured to the edge of the forest. He asked the forest for forgiveness before he began chopping at a tree, thanking it for its sacrifice.

When the small tree fell, Asher began chopping at it to break it down further so they would have plenty of firewood for the night.

Blyss made her rounds, picking up certain herbs and mushrooms under fallen, moss-covered logs. She would put them in her mouth, chew on it for a moment and spit the goo into a small waterskin. She did this for a time, while hearing her lover chop down wood in the distance with her sensitive ears.

When the afternoon glided into early evening, a campfire glowed before a man and goblin.

Blyss stared at Asher as they ate from their rations. Asher stared at the starry sky through the dark forest canopy. It was a magical night and a notion glowed along the man’s spirit.

Blyss finished her dinner and pulled a small waterskin from her belt. She pulled the cork and drank deeply from it. She then pulled it away and held it out to her lover.

Asher lowered his gaze and saw Blyss holding out a small waterskin to him. He took it and brought it close to his lips.

“You’re not going to ask me what’s in it?” she asked.

Asher smiled, the waterskin nozzle close to his lips.

“I trust you and your traditions,” he said, and placed the nozzle between his lips, and lifted the waterskin up.

The drink was strong, unusual, and thick. Asher gulped a few times before he pulled it away, the small waterskin nearly empty. He handed it back to Blyss and she finished it.

Asher stared at the goblin, remembering the time they were in the forest before, drinking Paasha’s brew. It sent him and the household into a cosmic inner journey, and now he expected the same. What he didn’t expect was how quickly it began to work.

Reality began to waver as glowing eyes peered from the dark forest. A sense of calming ease filled him, soothing his inner tension but also bolstering his desires. A heated exhale fell from his lips as Blyss stood up and began shedding her clothes.

Asher felt the world tilt as clothes fell from the goblin’s hands. Green skin glowed in his gaze, as did her voluptuous breasts. He licked his lips at her erect, dark green nipples, before his gaze fell to her small waist, and then thick green thighs. A dark green flame of hair writhed before her goblinhood. He could taste her scent in the air and see her loving honey running down her inner thighs. She stood naked before him, her oval yellow eyes glowing like celestial golden stars.

“Take off your clothes,” Blyss said with an otherworldly voice.

Asher didn’t hesitate to stand up and do as he was told. He removed his clothes, piece by piece.

Blyss licked her lips as Asher’s strong chest glowed in the dim light. Ab muscles were revealed, and she dreamed of licking each one. When he snaked out of his leggings, his manhood sprung free, hard, and throbbing. It defied gravity’s pull, only getting harder to the goblin’s gaze.

The beautiful goblin stepped closer. When she stood before Asher’s naked form, she took hold of his member and held the tip to her lips. Her tongue snaked out like a serpent, the tip running along the edges of his purple head while her hand slowly stroked him.

“I can see your spirit and it glows brighter,” Asher said as an aura enveloped the green goblin.

Blyss pulled back her tongue into her mouth but continued to stroke her hard lover.

“I can see your fire, but you need to awaken your primal spirit once again,” she said with entranced eyes.

Asher weaved as he stood. It wasn’t just because of Blyss’s loving strokes, but because there was something else nearby. He felt it watching them, needing their union to take place.

Asher’s legs trembled before he fell on his rump. A dizziness dripped along his senses. As he tried to collect his thoughts, Blyss lowered herself onto his lap. She held his manhood in her green hand and pressed the tip to her blooming wet slit. When they touched, hearts flared with purpose. The goblin moaned louder than she ever had in her life, her lover’s rigid cock parting her inner world and inch at a time. She welcomed his invasion as she sank to the hilt. Honey dripped from their union. Blyss’s hips betrayed her as she moved on her lover.

Asher held her close, enjoying the deep contact of their souls. Blyss was not warm, but hot. Her skin burned like she was on fire. She leaned into him and it was Asher on his back on the grass and dirt. Blyss moved like she was possessed, the tempo of her hips growing with each passing moment.

Asher couldn’t fight the surging pleasure and sensations. He held her to him as she held him to her. Bodies moved as one, Asher lifting his hips as Blyss pushed down. The rhythm continued like an intimate song.

“I…need…you,” Blyss glowered in a primal trance.

“I need you,” Asher whispered as his hands fell on her soft hips.

The tension only grew as Blyss upped the tempo. The wet sounds of their union played on as warm moans filled the air.

Forest spirits watched the pair and silently gave their blessings.

Asher was slowly losing his mind as dark shadows with glowing eyes watched them. A sudden madness took over and he rolled over until Blyss was on her back and he was over her.

Asher grunted like a monster in the dark, pushing his soul into the goblin. Blyss looked up at him with hungry eyes, not afraid of his beastly lusts. She moaned her pleasure, his thick spear setting every one of her nerves on fire. Hips pushed against each other as thick wet inches appeared and disappeared between them. The moans turned into growls as the pounding of flesh between Blyss’s thighs lifted them further into blissful sensations.

Asher felt the urges pushed against his whole being. The tension nearly blinded him as he thrusted with all his love for the goblin.

Blyss moaned louder, hungry for his thick seed. Her large breasts bounced as she spread her legs a little more.

Asher let out a soul cleansing grunt, before light enveloped his senses. With a deep push, thick ropes of seed flooded the goblin’s inner world. He couldn’t stop himself, pulling back and pushing another surge of thick seed.

Blyss’s legs locked on Asher’s waist, keeping him to her. The dirt around them shifted and black fingers sprouted. They clamped on her arms and neck. They held her to the ground as Asher was lost to his deep thrusts. The goblin let out a hungry moan before she was blinded by barrages of magical inner explosions. The ripples along her whole body caused her locked legs to tremble.

Asher heard a whisper from the forest, but it was Blyss who said, “I hear you, mighty forest.”

Thick seed dripped from their union.

Asher fell back into his body. He collapsed on the goblin, huffing for air.

The dirt hands slipped away and Blyss hugged her lover. She rocked a little, her arms and legs holding onto Asher, his member still deep within her and still hard.

“You are the master of my heart,” Blyss whispered into Asher’s ear.

“You are the mistress of mine,” Asher whispered back to her large, green ear.

Blyss snuggled to Asher’s chest as his hips continued to push into her.

“Now, we celebrate,” she said with an evil grin.

***

Asher stood over Blyss, her lips tight around his cock. He groaned as he was getting closer to release. The goblin sucked on him, her lips moving over veiny inches. Her gaze upwards like a succubus in the night.

Asher threw his head back and moaned into the night. Thick spurts filled the goblin’s mouth, but she didn’t swallow. She slipped her lips from her lover’s cock, and held her hand to her chin. She parted her lips as thick seed dripped onto her palm and fingers.

More thick ropes of come splashed on Blyss’s voluptuous breasts, dripping down her green flesh. The goblin took her wet fingers and pushed them into her leaking slit. She fingered herself, pushing deep as Asher stroked his cock, more of his seed dripping onto her breasts.

***

Blyss held on as Asher had the goblin pinned to a tree with his body. His hips worked, pushing into the suspended goblin, her legs wrapped around his waist. She snuggled to his neck until she pulled back her lips and revealed her teeth. She bit her lover hard enough to break skin. When blood rose to the surface, she licked at it.

Asher didn’t slow his thrusts at the goblin’s bite. All he wanted was her again and again. His lust and love blinded him as he pushed his manhood into her full slit.

Blyss lost count of her constant orgasms. Her nerves flared again and again. She moaned with Asher’s blood on her lips and green chin. Her gaze took on a dreamy hue, lost in strings of exploding orgasms.

Blyss’s legs grew weaker as they trembled. They soon slipped away as Asher held her to the tree, his cock keeping her toes from touching the ground.

Asher growled before he roared into the night.

Blyss moaned as thick spurts painted and flooded her inner valley once again.

***

The goblin was on all fours, Asher grunting as he took her. His hips slammed into her round ass, the noise music to his ears. Asher licked his lips as he looked down on her. Blyss moaned and slammed her ass into his thrusts.

When Blyss lowered her upper body to the ground, Asher gripped her hips, keeping them up.

Lust and love pushed him harder. The countless orgasms began to take their toll. The hours of different positions and howling like creatures of the forest awakened a part of him that he thought was long gone.

When a primal caress from some unseen force touched Asher’s neck, he cried out with a loving tone.

Blyss’s eyes rolled into her head again, her orgasms matching her lover’s orgasms. She let out small whimpers and moans as thick bolts of come flooded her inner world once again. She licked the dirt as her cheek was pressed against the ground, loving the forest and her chosen mate.

Asher curled forward, heaving like some terrible exhausted beast. When he looked down at Blyss, his eyes softened.

Asher pulled out of her, honey and seed dripping out. He curled his arms around the goblin, and lifted her up to his chest.

Blyss looked at Asher with weak eyes. She slowly blinked, and when she opened her eyes again, she was in the large tent.

Asher placed the goblin on the large, shared bedroll. When he slipped his hands from her, he collapsed onto his side, beside her.

Asher heaved for air, his entire body sore and his neck stained with blood.

Blyss looked at him with loving eyes, her own breath heavy from exhaustion.

“I think…we should rest for a bit,” Asher huffed and smiled.

Blyss continued to stare at him with loving eyes. With a blink, her yellow eyes turned a silky green.

“We all lose our way,” Blyss said with a strange voice.

Asher’s eyes took on a serious gleam.

Blyss continued, “You found the light in the Mother. You found the demon in the darkness. You have found your way back to me.”

Asher’s eyes cooled, knowing it was the drink from the waterskin taking over again. But a piece of him knew this voice from long ago.

“We will reunite when your heart allows it. Until then, we will be waiting with open arms,” Blyss said with a soothing tone.

Asher was silent, drinking in the spirit’s words.

Blyss blinked and her eyes were yellow again.

The goblin snuggled closer, her hands touching Asher’s half-hard cock again.

“I’m ready to go again,” she whispered with a gleam of desire in her oval eyes.

Asher let out a laugh.

“I think…I need a moment,” he said with a tired grin.

“No,” Blyss said before she moved down a little.

Asher watched as the goblin kept his cock between her breasts, and she closed her mouth on the tip. She moved her whole body, stroking and sucking his cock at the same time.

“I guess a few more times might be okay,” Asher laughed, before his laughter turned into heated groans.