Princess Hannah of the Jade Harem CH 73

Hannah stood on the balcony of the city as the three moons rose high, each full and bright. She had learned that the largest moon was Solanus, a bright white with a silver glow. The second largest was called Sephany and had a lovely yellowish tint. But by far, the most beautiful of the three was Darradurah, the blue moon with rings that sparkled in the night sky. Strangely, there were two more smaller than the three, but they never seemed to reach a full stage. They hung low in the sky, going through a pattern or crescent shapes that seemed to rotate as they passed.

Now, the three big moons were out, and the landscape was drenched in their glorious light. It was now that Hannah heard the silvery song of the distant fairy, singing above the swamp as her power, magnified by the moons, enchanted the landscape. Hannah watched as silvery wisps of magical fairy dust curled across the sky. It was impressive to see the sheer power of Gisley's magic on display and the sudden effect it had on the landscape. Glowing butterflies and fireflies appeared as mushrooms bloomed in every shadow, bursting forth with magical color. Any watery surface began to sparkle and dance and things darted by, leaving trails of glitter.

Hannah watched as a tiny fairy, no bigger than a mouse, flew right up to her and blew her a kiss before fluttering off with a giggle. Everywhere the moonlight touched seemed brighter as it sparkled, and yet the shadows grew deeper and darker. Moon rays became visible and danced across the sky, creating curtains of magical light.

Hannah took a deep breath and surveyed the landscape as magic swept across the city. She was so engrossed that she didn't even notice Zillix's approach in his powerful dragon-man form. Magical fireworks began to burst in the air as players looked skyward to see spiraling arms of light reaching down from the moons to bless the lands. It was as if the entire world were embraced with magic as Zillix closed his hand over her shoulder.

With a soft exhale, he bent her over slightly, and she parted her legs for her master. His hand went down her back and cupped her rear as she gasped. He undid her silks, letting them drop to the floor to ready her body for what he wanted.

“Is it time for you to sing?” he asked.

Hannah nodded as her master made his intentions clear by running his fingers between her legs. He parted her quivering folds and pressed his cock to her sacred temple.

“Then sing,” he urged.

Hannah closed her eyes as she steadied herself before lifting her voice in song. The moment the first tones of her magic escaped her lips, Zillix drove his cock into her body. Her song soared with the power of an instant orgasm, her voice reaching new heights as the energy coursed through her. She focused on maintaining the harmony as Zillix took hold of her hips and began to make love to her.

Hannah's song rose and fell with every deep, powerful thrust, her body shuddering under his punishment. The sex triggered a flow of essence to lend to the power, magnifying her normal efforts. Glowing midnight rose petals fell from the sky and magical night flowers began to bloom even on plants that didn't produce them.

She gripped the rail to steady herself as he built the tempo, driving her song to new heights. Hannah squeezed as the power built until she could bear it no more. Her orgasm came on a high note of her song as he body glowed blue with the power of flowing essence. Below, the city streets exploded with lush lunar flowers growing as tall as a man and blooming in seconds. They glowed with iridescent lights, and strange ghostly creatures resembling fairies danced over flower rings. They grew into full-sized women, barely clothed by the barest of leaves. They danced and sang while flower petals floated around them, creating a dizzying display of color.

People gawked in amazement as Gisley's magic blended with Hannah's sex-boosted power. The world became a fairy wonderland of flowers, magical creatures, and beautiful women. She carried her song on as he took her by the arms and held her fast. The pleasure blended with magic until, at last, they reached the climax.

Hannah cried out in song as she shared the power with him, her body flowing with essence and the seed of her lover. Then it was over, and he wrapped his arms around her, holding firmly as she panted. Hannah turned in his arms and leaned into his chest, using him for support while she recovered. Her powers ran wild, and she saw his desire to make love as his natural self again. With eyes closed, she wished there was some way to make him happy. Surely, some magic could shrink her or enlarge him enough to make it happen. As that thought played through her mind, another woman arrived and joined the hug.

“Your song was beautiful,” Idris said as she wrapped an arm around Hannah. “The whole city is glowing with power.”

“I was motivated to pour my soul into it," Hannah replied, looking up into Zillix's eyes. "I will find a way."

“A way for what?” Idris asked.

Hannah smiled and shared his desire with her. Idris looked to Zillix and asked why he never mentioned it to her. He said he didn’t know how it could be done and that the thought was silly when he could take this form. Idris lay her head on his shoulder and said that dreams were never silly when they came from the heart.

The three turned to look over the city, watching the fireworks and magic as it danced to Gisley's distant song. Below, the streets were filled with people enjoying the spectacle and dancing with fairies. Hannah couldn't believe how her life could be filled with such magic and wonder and yet be so precarious. She wished she could let all the chaos that came with Hathlisora just slip away and spend the rest of her life like this.

She looked down in amazement to see glowing lights everywhere as magic ran wild in the streets. Flowers covered every wall, and petals still rained from a sky streaked by moon rays of silver, white, and blue. Gisley's magic made everything look enchanted, and Hannah's magic filled it all with flowers.

“Here you are," came a familiar voice, causing Hannah to turn as Frank approached. Hannah blushed to be in another man's arms as her primary husband arrived to join them on the balcony. "I have been looking for you all over."

“You could always use the magic of the ring,” Hannah reminded as she held up her hand to display her wedding ring. “It will always lead you to me.”

He smiled, his long hair framing a handsome human face that showed he was pleased they were married. Zillix released her from his grasp and she went to Frank’s arms, sharing a long kiss before laying her head on his shoulder.

“So why were you looking for me?” Hannah asked as fireworks and magic continued to fill the air.

“I was thinking about what you said earlier,” Frank replied. “About going after the hand.”

Hannah's pointed ears perked up, and she turned in his arms to meet his gaze. He said that the more he thought about it, the more he believed they needed to go after it. If that wizard obviously knew who she was and how her bracelet worked, he must have been close to Hathlisora, and if that was the case, he might have memories to share.

“To share?” Hannah asked.

“You know how you saw those memories with Drellis," Frank replied.

Hannah nodded in recognition, but her heart was a fluttering mess. Frank was suggesting she use her powers to see the past while making love to this stranger. She was about to ask a question when he laid it all out, explaining how they needed to know if this man was a threat to their kingdom. He believed Hannah's earlier assumption that the wizard would be waiting on the road to the hand was correct. So, the best way to answer that question was to go after the hand and confront him.

“I’m sorry, what is this hand thing?” Idris asked as she and Zillix became interested in the topic.

Frank explained how they followed Umtha to the swamps north of Queen Gwen's kingdom months ago. Umtha insisted that Hannah needed to come here in search of something she called an egg. This egg turned out to be hidden in a mountain lair across the swamps and guarded by a wizard, a master rogue, and a small army of golems. They stopped at a goblin village where the goblin chief presented Hannah with her emerald bracelet. He insisted that it belonged to Hathlisora and that Hannah would need it to reclaim her rightful power.

Idris and Zillix took it all in as Frank went on explaining how they fought their way into the lair and confronted the wizard in a pitched battle. During the fight, Hannah hadn't been wearing her crown, but when her hand was forced, she put it on, and everything changed.

“How so?” Zillix pressed.

“He recognized me at Hathlisora," Hannah explained. He recognized me and was afraid. I had a small window of time to question him, and during that, he grabbed my wrist with the bracelet and asked where the hand was. The bracelet acts like a sort of compass, and the stone that happens to be facing the direction of whatever that thing is will glow." She highlighted the point by lifting her arm to show them the bracelet and then speaking to it.

“Show me where the hand is," she ordered. Suddenly, one of the stones began to glow, pointing northeast. She turned her wrist to show how the light moved from stone to stone, always pointing in the same direction.

“That’s amazing,” Idris said in surprise.

“This was how we found the goblin machine hidden in the north,” Hannah explained. “And where the egg is now.”

“But we should have gone after this hand much sooner,” Frank urged. “Maybe even before founding our kingdom.”

“But, if this wizard hasn’t caused you any problems by now, is he likely to do so in the future?” Idris asked.

“That's just the point," Frank sighed. "We don't know. Honestly, I don't think he's a treat at all, but he does know a lot about Hannah's past. If we could talk to him, we might learn a lot more. Not to mention the answers recovering this hand might bring.”

“So this is all about helping me?” Hannah questioned as Frank looked deep into her eyes.

“It’s all about you,” he replied. “From the day you fell down the steps of my graveyard, my life has been all about you.”

Hannah’s hands trembled as she bit her lower lip, unable to resist the power of love emanating from Frank. She leaned in for a kiss that was highlighted by fireworks bursting around them. She asked him if he was really thinking about another long trip across the vast lands of the world. Frank smiled and shook his head, reminding her that they had a lot more resources at their disposal now.

“I was thinking of having a portal opened to a city in that direction," Frank explained. "If we portal in you can use the bracelet to see what direction the hand is in. Then we portal to a city in that direction and check again. In a day or two, we could triangulate the rough area we needed to search, then make arrangements to move in."

“You really have been thinking about this,” Hannah gasped as she stroked his cheek. “My brilliant master.”

“I want to do everything I can to help you,” Frank replied as he took her hand, mingling her fingers with his.

“Oh, they are so in love," Idris cooed as she leaned into Zillix.

“Is there anything you wouldn’t do for me?” Hannah asked as her heart raced.

“No," he replied. "I don't care what the cost is; I would pay any price to see you happy."

Hannah swooned in the power of love and fell into his arms, her head firmly planted to his chest. Tears welled up in her eyes as Frank assured her that no matter what came, he would never stop doing all he could for her.

“Take me to bed!" Hannah pleaded as she clung to him, deeply wanting to be a part of his soul.

Frank nodded and swept her into his arms, carrying her off as the magic swirled around them. For the next few hours Hannah made love to the man who had held her hand through the chaos that was her life. From the first day she set foot in New Eden, Frank had been at her side, keeping her safe and picking her up every time she fell.

When the passion died down, she slept at his side as he lay beside her, a firm hand stroking her hip. She always felt safe in his arms, as if no danger, no matter how great, could reach her when he was on guard. That list of danger didn't include little succubi girls, and at some point in the night, Umtha and Quinny snuggled in. Hannah woke to find she was surrounded by love, the center of a ring of affection.

“Hey," she whispered softly as Quinny let out a tired moan, her head firmly pressed to one of Hannah's large breasts. "When did my little girls sneak in?"

“About an hour after you fell asleep,” Frank replied.

“Oh, I love them so much,” Hannah cooed as she gently began to stroke Quinny. “At least these breasts are good for something.”

“I think they are good for a lot of things,” Frank teased as his hand ran up her side.

“And last night’s passion is over,” Hannah giggled. “The boy has returned.”

“You like my boyish qualities,” Frank said as he reached low and grabbed hold of her tail.

“Careful,” Hannah urged. “Don’t start anything you don’t plan on finishing.”

“I may have to take you to the temple," Frank said. "You could use a good punishing."

Hannah smiled as her cheeks blushed a deep purple while images of the massive ghoul ravaging her body played through her mind. Thankfully, Umtha stirred and lifted a sleepy head to smile at Hannah with genuine love.

“Good morning, my little dark angel,” Hannah whispered.

“I love it when you call me that," Umtha said, curling tightly into Quinny's back. "I love our family."

“I love our family too," Hannah replied, glancing over her shoulder to the man now rubbing her tail. "Especially our strong leader who has always been our champion."

Umtha looked to Frank and nodded, her love for him flowing in but a glance. Hannah knew the only reason they worked was the man who anchored them, who acted as their guided light. Hannah would never have considered the idea of sharing a man with three other wives in her previous mindset. Nor would she have worn the collar longer than necessary, joined a harem, or gone to bed with other masters. Without his approval, permission, and guiding hand, she would never have embraced what she had become. She was a Lilim princess, a slave to the jade harem, and a keeper of her own little slave girls. She was married to two men but made love to many more and spent her mornings in the forest on her knees.

“Are we doing anything today?" Quinny asked as her eyes came open, and she looked up from Hannah's chest.

“I don’t know, are we?” Hannah replied as she looked at Frank.

“You have your morning duties," Frank replied. "After that, you will serve in the temple."

Hannah felt her blood run hot as Frank boldly stated she would work the glory hole before going to the temple for more. She nodded in obedience and assured him that she would do as he commanded.

“Besides, Blackbast says you have a favorite,” Frank added. “I would hate for him to miss you.”

“You have a favorite?” Quinny asked as Hannah blushed even deeper.

“Can we not talk about this?” Hannah groaned. “I find it disturbing to talk about what I do in the glory hole while in bed with my husband and wives.”

“Do you know who it is?” Umtha asked, ignoring her statement.

“No, I have no idea who any of them are," Hannah insisted. "He just comes every day, and I guess I started paying him some extra attention."

“Do you like sucking his cock?” Quinny asked.

Hannah tried to avoid the question but Frank demanded she answer honestly. Hannah was forced to admit that she loved it when he arrived and lavished his cock with far more attention than she gave the others. She even used her powers to refresh his stamina so they could make love again and again.

“He sounds like he’s special to me,” Quinny agreed. “Do you want to know who he is?”

“I don’t know,” Hannah replied as Frank tugged on her tail to suggest she had better be honest. “I guess I do, but then it breaks the magic of the glory hole. I like the anonymity.”

“But it’s just one person,” Umtha insisted.

“Maybe, but I would have to go into the outer room to meet him," Hannah said. "Then everybody waiting outside would see I am the one working the hole."

“Oh," Umtha replied, but Frank shook his head.

“You don’t meet him at the glory hole,” he said. “You pass him a note to meet you someplace else. Someplace more private.”

Hannah felt her heart racing as Frank laid it all out. She would write a note to pass to her mystery man, instructing him to meet her at a small cabin hidden in the woods. Frank then told her that she was to get to the cabin five minutes late to ensure he was inside and waiting. She would undress and go inside naked so her body would be exposed to him. She was not to utter a single word or react in any way except the cross the room, drop to her knees, and begin sucking his cock. Only after she had sucked him to five orgasms was she permitted to speak her first words.

Hannah's heart raced as Frank commanded her to complete the task. No matter who was in that room, she was to suck his cock with all the passion and fire she did at the glory hole. This man would now be her lover like Zorac was to Jaina, and Hannah would seek his touch daily. She was to give herself to this man in every way imaginable and then spend the night in his bed.

“But what if it’s somebody I don’t like?” Hannah gasped.

“Then it will be all the more exciting when you surrender everything to him,” Frank replied.

Hannah swooned as the fire of sexual tension coursed through her body. Frank made them get up so she could write the note then and there. Then she was sent off to begin her duties at the glory hole and was not to return until the next morning to share the details of her first night with her new boyfriend.

Twenty minutes later, Hannah landed in the forest a dozen yards from the little building that acted as the glory hole. She clutched the note in hand as she walked in black stockings and gloves down the little secret trail in the rear. Her panties were lacy black, but her breasts were bare and free to dance in the wind. She hurried to the door and shut herself inside, knowing full well that every man within a few miles was being magically told the glory hole was open.

It wasn't long before the first cock appeared, and Hannah began her duty. She stroked and sucked with a new hunger, tormenting her unseen lover until he couldn't take it anymore. He filled her mouth with creamy seed that Hannah dutifully swallowed, allowing a little to trickle down her chin. He left, and another took his place, only to be ravaged by the sex-mad Lilim Princess.

An hour in, and Hannah had already pleasured a dozen men, sucking each of them dry of their cum. She was hungry to press her pussy to the hole and take one inside, but Frank had forbidden it for now. He wanted her pussy reserved for her lover, so at least for now, she was restricted to sucking cock only.

Another hour passed as her stomach filled with the seed of over thirty men. Her class was programmed to love the sensation of a full tummy, and she gained certain bonuses based on quantity. She could absorb the milky goo, using it to heal, restore mana, or directly power a spell. In fact, she could use sex as the source of power for some magic, and others could use her sex as well. If a man casting a ritual-type spell needed a boost in power, all he needed to do was tie Hannah to his alter and use her body as a component in his spell.

She smiled at the thought of being tied to a magic circle with her legs spread wide as some man used her sex to power his spell. Her musings were broken when a familiar bestial cock came through the hole. This was another man she frequently recognized, and today, she was in a good mood. She sucked him like never before, driving him to the edge and then holding him there. She kept him this way for nearly five full minutes before allowing him to fill her throat with his seed. She then yanked his cock out and rubbed it across her face, coating her skin with his sex as she stroked every last drop free.

Hannah was alive with tension as cock after cock came and went driving her wild. She secretly hoped the next cock would be his, but then at the same time, prayed it would not. If he didn't show, she wouldn't have to pass him the note, and she would be free of Frank's command. If he did come, then she would have to stand before him and admit that Princess Hannah was a cock sucking whore.

She grew so nervous that she closed her eyes and held her open mouth just inside the hole. Men came and slid directly into her warm lips for her to suck without even looking at his flesh. She pleasured a dozen more in this way, sucking them without so much as a glance at their cocks. Then a firm cock slid into her mouth, and she tasted his flesh while feeling the texture of his skin. She didn't need to see it to know it was him. She had spent so much time sucking this cock that she could have picked it out by taste alone. Still, she pulled away and looked down to see the familiar green shaft as the butterflies danced in her stomach.

Hannah froze for only a second, but then something amazing happened. All that tension and stress came pouring out, becoming a ravenous hunger to have this cock. She fell on him like a wild animal, sucking him so firmly he was dragged into the wall on the other side. He cried out in alarm as she took what she wanted, forcing him to orgasm in less than thirty seconds. Instead of pausing, she simply went on, sucking him wildly even as his orgasm throbbed. The effect drove him wild, causing him to thrash to escape her grasp, but she held him firm and sucked away.

He had a second orgasm and then a third as she pleasured this man with all she could muster. She let him go on the fifth orgasm, and he fell away, panting and groaning on the other side of the wall. Hannah fell back, her entire body trembling as the moment had come to do what Frank instructed.

“What was that?” he wheezed in a voice strained and cracking.

“I needed you," Hannah whispered back, and with a trembling hand, she pushed the note through the hole. She heard him pick it up and the sound of the paper being folded open. There was silence on the other side before the paper came back through the hole with a simple phrase written on it.

“See you there.”

Hannah was a trembling wreck as she realized the events had been set in motion. For the next half an hour, she found it hard to concentrate on her task as the butterflies grew to epic proportions. She left just before noon as they had agreed to meet fifteen minutes after. Hannah flew to a nearby pool and, with a quick use of her cleanse power, refreshed her body for the coming sex.

She waited nearby for the sun to move, then counted the minutes. When twenty had passed, she made her way to the hidden cottage to find the front door opened as instructed in the letter. Now Hannah was alive, with nervous tingles and goosebumps raised on her skin as she undressed, leaving only her black lace stockings and gloves on to accentuate her sexiness.

She took a moment to steady her nerves, then went in, heading for the bedroom in the back. As instructed, this door was closed, with a single red rose lying before it. Hannah knew he was inside, and the moment had finally come. Now, it was time for her to choose. Would she fully commit to this lifestyle and obey her master, doing everything exactly as he said?

Silently she resolved to commit, vowing that no matter who it was, she was going to suck his cock until she loved him. Then, she would give him everything he wanted with nothing held back. Her hand wrapped around the door handle and she took a deep breath before throwing open the door.

The room was dimly lit by a fire that burned in the small stone fireplace. The air was sweet with smoke and incense as her eyes were drawn across the room to the man sitting in the chair. As per her note, he was naked and waiting comfortably for the blowjob she had promised him. Their eyes met, and Hannah felt cold shock course through her body as the truth was finally revealed.

She froze for a second but recalled her vow and promise to her master. If she turned back now, she had no right to call herself a slave girl and would have to shamefully tell Frank she failed. With a tremble, she entered the room, shutting the door behind her. She stood tall, her body highlighted by the firelight as she walked toward him with a sultry sway of her hips.

“It was you the whole time?” he gasped, unable to believe that Princess Hannah had been the one lavishing him with so much sexual pleasure.

Hannah obeyed Frank by responding only with a nod then dropped to her knees before him. She leaned over, her lips parted as she took his cock into her mouth. Her huge breasts pressed into his legs as his hands wrapped around her bouncing head. There, in that tiny cabin, Hannah sucked Legeis's cock like she could never get enough.