Author: TheDamnedOneOhOne

The Heal Slut: Chapter Eleven – I Am Here To Guide You [FF][MF]

Author’s Note: Hello friends and readers. Sorry that this chapter took so long to get out. I haven’t given up, I promise. Life got really busy, so I have less time to write. I’ll be trying to get at least a chapter out a week, from now on. A little slower than my previous schedule, but at least quicker than this one came out. Thanks for reading, though. Hope you enjoy.

# Part Twenty Six: I Am Here To Guide You

***Sybil of Zibush***

Returning to the camp was a depressing affair, but Sybil held out hope that her clan would come together again. Most of those still alive were merely sapped of their moral, wanting nothing more than to sleep it off.

But there was one important thing to be decided that weighed on her, who would lead their clan in the wake of their leader’s death? Both Letam and Alakai were dead, leaving them without a strong man that was their customary leader. Pain registered in her heart, but she ignored it as she ushered everyone in, along with the carts that held most of their dead brethren. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Chapter Ten – In The Wake of Death [FF] [Violence]

# Part Twenty Four: A Rage That Pierces

***Letam of Zibush***

It was a rough march towards the village, barely being able to see through the rain, but Sybil led them forward without hesitation. Seeing his mate so strong in the aftermath of what crushed him inside, he was filled with a deep love and a deep anger.

Anger for the man that destroyed his clan, that led them to the slaughter against opponents that would not back down even in the show of strength he brought against them. Early in Letam’s leadership, Alakai wanted to lead this raid towards the village, but all of his advisors, including Sybil, told him that it was doomed to fail.

There was no way around their wards with magic, the ancient wizard’s tower that blocked many raids in the centuries past. And the humans would fight tooth and nail against any threat. Even the addition of goblins and ogres to their ranks would only stop the humans for a time before they rallied against the threat.

It was doomed to fail and yet Alakai went anyway, sacrificing his own people in a bid for power that would ultimately lead to the death of their clan. The man’s pride wouldn’t let him retreat and Letam mourned for his people. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Chapter Nine – The Storm [nosex] [violence]

Author’s Note: Sorry for the wait for this chapter. I got a little hung up on a couple scenes, but I finished them to my liking. Also, this chapter is mostly all battling with some important stuff sprinkled in, with no sex happening. There is a little gore and an attempted rape, but it doesn’t go into any detail on that at all. Next chapter will be posted very soon!

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# Part Twenty One: We Fight For The Light

***Bree Rose Abrakir***

It started as a tingling feeling as she worked to clean up the kitchen after the past couple days of cooking for her.. Family. The tingling wasn’t strange in itself. She’d worked on the wards today and she often felt vibrations from them as they adjusted,

But then they sent a warning through her. She looked out of her kitchen window at the tower that housed the wardstone. The sky was dark beyond and there seemed to be no moonlight in the sky tonight. Both a waning moon and clouds covering the sky in every direction. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Chapter Eight – The Calm Before The Storm [MF] [Fantasy]

# Part Eighteen: Goodbyes

***Tirron Maldrek***

A firm knock on the door brought Tirron out of his dreams. He remembered dreaming of Autumn and Pitrin of all people, but he didn’t have time to focus on it now. Ramona stirred, sitting up in bed, her breasts jiggling distractingly as a voice came through the door.

“Goodmorn’ guys. We’re leaving in two hours, breakfast downstairs in twenty.” Harvey’s strong voice called out. He seemed a little amused to be saying that to his wife and friend after they fucked, but he didn’t seem upset in the slightest. If anything, he was happier than the night before.

“Okay, baby. We’ll be down in a bit.” Ramona called back, smiling with a little blush at Tirron. His footsteps echoed down the hallway and Ramona took no time, mounting Tirron’s waist as she pressed their hips together. He was already hard from the strange dream and Ramona was quickly getting wet as she arched against his member, his hands sliding up to cup her significant tits. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Chapter Seven – Love, In All Forms [MF] [FFF] [Fantasy]

# Part Sixteen: Please..

***Ramona Drumwind***

Walking away from the group of girls and her own husband with Tirron next to her was a heady feeling. By now, he’d probably experienced many pleasures of life with just Marcia and Bree, let alone adding Autumn to the mix if she decided to stay with them. And Autumn had told her when she was very drunk that she didn’t know if she could leave Pitrin’s grave behind yet.

Tirron’s hand intertwined with hers was intoxicating, making her thighs even wetter than they’d been before. His hand was larger than Harvey’s and stronger too. But the difference wasn’t what made her want Tirron. It was the energy that seemed to shed off of him whenever they were in the same area.

She felt it more intensely when Marcia and the other girls were near, telling her how much more compatible their souls were, how much more he’d need them in the coming days, months, and years. It filled her with happiness to know that he’d be well taken care of, but she intended to enjoy her single night with him. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Chapter Six – For The Goddess [MFF] [Fantasy]

# Part Thirteen: Lucky Tirron

**Tirron Maldrek**

It was with a groan that Tirron woke up, the early morning breeze filtering into the room. Several feelings occurred to him at once, a deep ache in his body, anxiety about the battle that was barely over by the time he remembered losing consciousness, and lastly, warmth on each side of him.

Marcia was on one side of him, closest to the door with her body halfway on top of his. Tirron could feel her furry nethers brushing against the side of his hip, her thigh hugging his.

And strangely, Bree was on his other side, a little less lewdly cuddled up to him, but still had an arm thrown over his chest and her hand was intertwined with Marcia’s.

He took stock of the last things he remembered, Sybil’s wicked chanting and the goblins who moved so fast that his eyes could barely see them. But still he fought, driven by rage and a desire to protect those he loved, which included Bree, Ramona, Harvey, Autumn, and the rest of the caravan. But most of all, he had to keep Marcia and their unborn child safe. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Chapter Five – The Ritual of Blood and Bond [MF][FF][Fantasy]

# Part Ten: The Prayer

**Tirron Maldrek**

Tirron stared down at the grave as Pitrin’s coffin was lowered inside. Nearby, four other coffins were being lowered at the same moment, the Priest of Ehlo conducting the services and casting the magic that let the bodies slowly descend in their bodies’ final resting place.

It was a sober moment, one arm around Marcia as she sniffled a little bit. Despite not knowing the men that died, it was clear she felt the loss of life and took death personally. Harvey stood on the other side of the graves, next to the Priest and across from the rest of their group gathering in a small cemetery outside of town. Ramona and Autumn stood next to Tirron, Ramona soothing the girl as she silently cried. It was a similar scene with the other men’s significant others, though Tirron would be hard pressed to name the women, as much as the men’s names were seared into his soul. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Chapter Four – Pleasures, New and Old [MF][FF][Body Worship][Fantasy]

# Part Eight: An Imaginarium

**Bree Rose Abrakir**

It was with a light heart that Bree went about the rest of her day, her spirits lightened considerably since learning of the battle outside of the village. Talfen had informed her immediately after the Caravan arrived in town. Either way, it was hard to miss the influx of people that a caravan brought. Talfen took a portion of the guard to check the area, but didn’t turn out anything.

Bree learned from several of the survivors that she helped heal of Marcia’s involvement and the demonborn man, Tirron, that was caught up in a lust spell. As much as she wanted to head out and help Marcia, healing the dwarf’s wounds tired her out. And she knew Marcia would be coming for some ingredients, but Bree didn’t expect her to be bonded to the demonborn.

Seeing the bond in person was a thrilling experience, as it always was, but it had nothing on the sheer energy surrounding the man. After Marcia first kissed him and then her, Bree couldn’t resist using her energy to call to the man, goading him into kissing her. Feeling his lust respond, she could see why Marcia bonded to him. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Chapter Three – No Matter What Comes [MF] [Fantasy]

# Part Six: Fucking Goddess

**Marcia Tumbleheart**

Marcia woke up as the faintest rays of light filtered through the window across from the bed. She gazed out as the forest slowly came into wakefulness, a few scattered birds flying to and fro. Tirron laid peacefully, his face passive. She admired his face for a while, the curve of his horns, his hair messy around his head and fully out of his previous braid.

But duty called and she wriggled out of his arms, prodding naked into the bathroom for her morning ablutions. She cleaned up the dried seed that crusted to her skin, making a good bath on the schedule for today. She fixed her hair into a messy ponytail and went back into the bedroom. She found her dress and panties, dry now but still a little uncomfortable.

Marcia took one last look at his sleeping form. He was a handsome man, a devil that now gripped her heart. She didn’t know what being a parent was like, hers were loving but clinical. Since she left home as a young teenager, she had only exchanged letters with them. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Chapter Two [MF] [Fantasy]

# Part Four: A Decision Made

**Marcia Tumbleheart**

Marcia felt his energy rolling around them the entire walk towards her home. It was intoxicating and distracting, as if she could feel the lust that boiled underneath his skin. It was an intense compliment and sounded like a voice in the back of her head that urged her to give into him.

The basket was safe as she approached, though the flowers and potential benefit seemed almost unimportant now. Marcia’s mind was racing as she struggled to keep moving forward, ignoring the lovely feeling coming from her new companion, and thinking about how to solve the spell that gripped his mind.

As they approached the wards, Marcia reached up and gripped his wrist, making sure the wards knew he was safe and could pass freely through them again. The feeling of his pulse under her fingers nearly made her hesitate, but her determination forced her feet forward and she let go of him as the magic of her wards passed them.

“Is it as hard for you as it is me?” Marcia asked, smiling slightly as she glanced at him. His quick pulse under her touch before was her main clue. Read more »