Chapter 876 876 - Decision made***
It took up to eight hours before Erik finally dropped back onto his bed, fully drained and exhausted. As he fell, he pulled out of Astrid's pussy, who groaned and rolled over to the side, immediately falling asleep. As the one with the most powerful body after Erik, Astrid had kept up with him the longest, just after Elora.
Erik sighed deeply, his eyes fluttering as a sense of true satisfaction invaded his body. Around him in the room, all his spatial limbs started fading into nothing, and four women were sound asleep, white cream dribbling from every orifice. Various fluids also covered parts of the wall, floor, and bed.
Astrid and Elora looked supremely satisfied as well, but Anne and Nora had red, swollen pussies, burning with neglect as their bodies trembled in restless sleep. Erik had not rescinded his order, and they'd not disobeyed.
Forcing himself to stay awake for a little longer, Erik lifted his head to look at Emma. His beloved maid-wife was still wrapped in bondage and hanging from the ceiling. Her eyes were half-lidded as soft, muffled moans still escaped her gag. Trembles still rocked her body.
Though Erik had not told her not to cum, he'd instead left the spatial dildo he was using to fuck her at an agonisingly slow pace, thus functionally never allowing her to orgasm. Naturally, that meant he wasn't done yet, despite his exhaustion.
Though he could leave Nora and Anne unsatisfied, he could not do so to Emma…
With barely any energy left, he waved his hand. Magically, the ropes lowered Emma to the floor and undid themselves, essentially dropping her in the puddle of her own juices she'd created. The movement woke her up from the trance-like state she'd sunk into. She blinked… until a deep need started burning in her hetero-chromatic eyes.
Groaning softly, she climbed to her hands and knees before crawling onto the bed. Erik watched her approach, but was too drained to do much. Emma then stopped when she'd reached his crotch and leaned forward a little. She waited there.
Smiling softly, Erik knew what she wanted. Gathering some more energy, he sat up a little to gently remove the gag from between Emma's lips. As soon as she was fully free, Emma smiled back at him. Despite the need burning in her eyes and soft shocks rocking her body, she didn't immediately try to satisfy herself.
Rather, she leaned down and pressed her tongue against his finally flaccid dick.
To no one's surprise, she first focused on one of her favourite tasks: cleaning duty. Erik grunted softly as the remnants of his debauchery were licked away. When he was finally clean again, Emma had also managed to bring his cock back to full-mast for one last job.
She smiled with bright excitement at the large meaty staff and started crawling further up Erik's body. First, she leaned closer to his face and looked at him questioningly. Erik smirked tiredly. Knowing she'd already cleaned her mouth with aetherium, he lifted his head to kiss her possessively.
Emma answered with passion and love. When they separated, Emma sat up, straddled his hips, and impaled herself on his cock with one quick thrust. "Aaahhhhh…" she moaned, deep and long, eyelids fluttering. Her folds cramped around the intrusion as a small orgasm immediately flooded her body.
But after all the teasing that wasn't enough… She quickly started bouncing to please both herself and her husband. In the end, Erik's real, hot flesh and skin still felt much better to her than the spell version.
She moaned with powerful need, but didn't forget about Erik's pleasure even now. Besides clenching her folds to massage his cock, she also intertwined her fingers behind her head and curved her back a little as she bounced and moaned. By doing this, she fully exposed her slim but beautiful body for Erik to enjoy.
Beneath her, Erik sighed softly as he scrounged up any last remaining remnants of lust and desire in his body so he could drain them through Emma's actions. Her lust-filled, hungry, and yet devoted expression and trembling breasts—too small to really dance with her movement—were a delight to the eyes.
In the end, it wasn't long before they both came for the final time. With Erik flooding and painting her insides, Emma finally felt the true release she'd been aching for the past many hours. She came loud and hard, but everyone in earshot was far too deep asleep to wake from it.
Meanwhile, Erik felt like his balls were finally truly empty for the first time in a long time. Theoretically, he could still replenish his energy and cum with Elorium, but mentally he just couldn't bring up the will. As Emma sagged forward onto his chest, Erik truly had no desire for sex left in his body.
At that moment, he looked up at the ceiling. Gently wrapping his arms around the trembling Emma, he finally thought back to the issue that'd brought all this about. Though he still felt conflicted, he realised there was no better time to make this decision than during post-nut clarity.
At this point, after all his previous agonising and half a day of endless debauchery, it took him no more than a few minutes to make his choice.
Looking down again, he met Emma's curious gaze. She was draped on top of his chest and looking up at him. Despite her own obvious exhaustion, she obviously wanted to know what he'd decided.
"Have you…decided, Master…?" she whispered softly.
Erik sighed, then nodded. His eyelids were heavier than ever before, but he indulged his wife's curiosity before drifting off.
"I have…" he whispered back, then looked around at the women around him. "Frankly, as the leader and most powerful in our family, it's my duty to protect you all… I need to make the decision that provides the most security for us, even if that compromises my own morality."
Emma nodded. "So… option two, then?" she asked, not a hint of judgement in her voice, only acceptance and trust.
"Yes," Erik answered in a grim tone. "I will tell Elora and Nora to work together on torturing and brainwashing Meilin," he continued harshly, unwilling to shy away from what he was doing.
"But…" he then finished sombrely as his mind began drifting into oblivion, "I need to make sure I won't be tempted to grasp an option this extreme on a regular basis… I need to give something up… and I already know… what…"
With that, he drifted into sleep. Emma looked up at him for a moment longer, wondering curiously what he planned to give up, but then couldn't resist drifting off along with him.