The Elden Lion - Yule's Orgy - part 1 (Patreon)

Harry Potter, Glade of Rest – Leyndell.

The enemy didn't seem like anything really spectacular, but Harry knew perfectly well that, when it comes to divinity, appearances were constantly deceiving.

Malenia was fighting a weakling brute, blond short hair, with a huge sword surrounded by lightning, big and strong yes, but extremely slow and predictable, allowing the Former Blade of Miquella to dance around her with ease, covering his skin with scarlet cuts before even the enemy God could react.

“Damn bitch! Face me properly!” The blond snapped furiously, only to let out a scream of pain as he felt the scarlet sword pierce his stomach.

Malenia remained impassive, but it was more than evident that she enjoyed this battle.

"As you wish," she said in a solemn voice, but the mockery was more than clear to Harry, and without the slightest warning, the warrior dragged the deeper invader into the forest, leaving the battle behind.

The Nereids and Leyndell's troops clashed against the abominations that had dared to invade their home, the enemy’s magic was powerful, wrapped in a kind of bright purple aura, each blow of the invaders generated a kind of... magic cloak, which dealt residual damage.

It was really ingenious and Harry would have love to study it.

It was like a sort of Scarlet Rot but controlled and much less powerful, magical in nature evidently, if there was significant concentration, they would burst into a magical explosion of considerable strength.  

Alas, now was not the time to study arcane secrets, he would be in charge of studying the results of the battle with Ranni, but for now…he needs to focus.

Harry focused all his attention on the enemy leader, the old man looked at him in a cold and calculating way, not caring that thousands of his men were being massacred everywhere, he was not particularly tall, his body was covered in runes... Runes he had seen and studied in the archives of Potter Manor.

Nordic runes.

He dressed in a very casual way, at least considering the monstrous magical power he possessed, a façade no doubt, a way to throw his enemies off balance and make them underestimate him.

Something that, with Harry, wouldn't work.

If Leyndell had taught him anything, it was that what looks more harmless it was probably a thousand times more dangerous than what did not.

Like Marika and Ranni, thought the Golden Lion.

However, Harry’s thought was interrupted when the old man in question took a step front.

And then, he spoke with his polite, even friendly voice, which made Harry even more alert.

"I'm afraid we don't know each other, I am..." but Harry interrupted him, if anything bothered the egocentric maniacs, it was disrespect.

"I know who you are, Lord of the Hanged, just as I know that Names have power, you are an invader and you are not welcome here," Harry answers with purpose, enjoying how the annoyance and indignation invaded the old man's face, before calming down and speaking again.

"I want to suppose that this curious and wonderful world is yours, full of life and magic, I didn't know that this place was ruled by a God, and I think we started on the wrong foot," said the old man calmly, making a gesture and ordering the rest of his troops to retreat.

Harry didn't flinch, holding the old man's gaze, it was more than obvious that he was up to something, that was more than evident.

But Harry had dealt with tricksters in the past, so he was already making contingencies, if necessary.

The old man took Harry's silence as an invitation and continued talking, stepping forward and pointing to where the Golden Tree stood.

"That bad boy over there...it's very interesting, it has a cosmic power that is simply monstrous, very interesting and similar to a tree I have at home," said the old man, keeping silent when he heard the screams of the man Malenia was fighting.

And apparently, they were screams of pain.

"AHHHHHG" shouted the invader, while his broken and damaged body landed in the middle of Harry and the invader talks, one of his arms, the one carrying his sword, had been severed, one of his legs was at an incorrect angle, betraying that it was inevitably broken.

And his whole body... it was a canvas full of scarlet cuts, cuts made with divinity that, Harry knew, would leave scars, even on a God.

“Shit!! Fucking bitch!!” Snapped the blond, humiliated and defeated, while trying to stand up and failed in the attempt.

The old man looked at the young man with complete indifference, as he gestured his hand, giving orders to a pair of winged warrior maidens behind him.

"Take my grandson from here, he's so incompetent that he can't do anything right, take him to Eir, let him repair the damage but leave the pain, that's always the best teacher," said the old man, while Malenia landed right behind Harry, her face impassive and her sword ready.

Although something told the Golden Lion that it wouldn't be necessary to use it tonight, the old man was calculating, ambitious, and power-hungry.

But he wasn't stupid.

"I understand that we are in the Domains of another Pantheon, it is not the Virgin World I expected, so my troops and I will retreat," said the old man calmly, an answer that evidently surprised his own troops, but not Harry.

Leyndell was HIS Seat of Power, everything in this World served him, and therefore Harry was practically Omnipotent on this plane, something that the old man had apparently quickly deduced.

"However... I wish I could have a chat about that magnificent tree, so, if you are interested, you can use this to contact me, no tricks, I'm sure we could do great things together” said the old man with a smile, while in his hand, a coin unknown to Harry materialized, it looked like silver, it had a perfect circular shape and with Nordic inscriptions all over the surface,  which shone softly.

The old man left it on a nearby stone, before looking at the blond with obvious contempt, before trying to hit the forest floor with his spear, evidently to disappear.

Something Harry wouldn't allow, the Golden Lion's eyes shone like two suns, channeling his divinity and mastery of the Lands Between and driving out the outsider and his army before he could touch the ground of Leyndell with his own magic.

A golden-colored arcane vortex manifested itself on the invaders' feet, absorbing them in the blink of an eye and letting calm return to the forest.

"Thank you for coming, father," Maeve said, looking gratefully and proudly at Harry.

The Elden Lord simply smiled and answered.

"You have nothing to be thankful for, my daughter, I'll see to it that...people don't bother us again," the King promised, before looking at Malenia, who was watching him in silence and waiting for the next orders.

"I will repair the forest and heal the wounded, inform my wives that the situation is under control, that the ritual will continue as scheduled tonight, that my little lamb get ready for her initiation" Harry ordered, causing Malenia to sheath her sword and nod in total submission.

“As you order, my Elden Lord”

Suddenly, a pair of golden wings emerged on the warrior's back, taking flight towards the capital a moment later., while Harry watched her with mixed feelings.

He needed explanations, but that could wait, repairing the forest was his priority.

As well as preventing this situation from happening again.

There was no time to lose, and the has a beautiful flower waiting for him after all.

Lily Evans, Royal Palace, that night – Leyndell.

"Are you ready?" Ranni asked with amusement, watching Lily from the entrance of the immense and luxurious room that had been assigned to her.

"I can hardly wait, to be honest," said the redhead, trembling with excitement just thinking about what was coming, she knew that... tonight, she would belong entirely to the King, once and for all.

She took a deep breath to calm down, her long red hair descended like a copper waterfall over her bare shoulders, her skin was perfect, no doubt thanks to her impressive magical gift, which kept her with excellent vitality, her large breasts, betraying motherhood, and her tiny pink nipples were hard as rock, eager to feel the warmth of the King's lips,  her green eyes, as intense as the emeralds that adorned this wall, remained for a few seconds contemplating the immensity of Leyndell, the city was... Simply magnificent.

"Do you know anything about Dalia?" Lily asked curiously, while several maids entered her room, ready to prepare her for the ritual.

"I know she spent the afternoon with her two pets, little Ginny and Hermione were totally smitten, it's a matter of time before our monarch claimed them just like you," Ranni said with amusement, walking to a huge armchair and taking a seat in the front row to see how the maids prepared Lily.

As soon as the redhead made a slight bow of her head, the preparations began, the protocol demanded absolute perfection, so the preparations had to be... impeccable.

The maids began to anoint her bare skin with unknown but extremely stimulating and relaxing oils to the point that Lily had to stifle a moan of absolute pleasure as she felt the soft and delicate hands of the women at the service of her son, to avoid having an orgasm at that precise moment.

Noticing her reaction and evidently enjoying the show, Ranni intervened.

“Do you like them? I made them myself, they will stimulate your skin, regenerating and nourishing it... with a small side effect... it makes your sensitivity much greater... isn't it fantastic?" said the red-haired witch looking with perverse amusement, as Lily trembled with desire, her eyes rolling and the juice of love dripping from between her thighs.

"My Lady please stay still, everything must be perfect for the Master" said one of the maids in a shy but firm voice, making the redhead bite her lip and nod, making a titanic effort not to moan at the pleasant sensation.

 The perfume came later, an exquisite fragrance that made Lily shudder completely, apparently it was made with rare Leyndell flowers and, like everything in this palace, it was an aphrodisiac.

The redhead's body was burning with desire, her pupils were fully dilated, and her body was begging for relief, relief that she would evidently only get from he owner's hand.

The hands went from her shoulders and breasts, to her hips and pussy, making her moan uncontrollably as she felt the delicate fingers of the maidens in her womanhood, all the hair Lily had under her neck was removed on the Golden Lion's orders.

Ranni circled around her, watching her as if she were a broodmare, his huge hands caressing Lily's body gently.

"Big breasts, narrow waist and wide hips, perfect for birth, you are a good one my love, I'm sure you'll give at least a hundred offspring to our beloved King," Ranni purred, and Lily couldn't help blushing, finding the thought... extremely pleasurable to be honest.

"Do you think the king...Will get me pregnant?” Lily asked with longing in her voice, making the maids and Ranni laugh softly.

"Oh dear, as humans say... tonight a bun will be in your oven, don't worry, the ritual is quite simple, you arrive, you undress, the Elden King fucks you, we have a group long-night orgy and that's it” said Ranni as she walked away from Lily.

"That sounds like an oversimplification of what he will do with me," Lily confessed, making Ranni laugh loudly.

"It is, but the details are not important, they involve centuries of ritual, cosmic and magical knowledge, as soon as your mortal blood is purged, you will be part of the Court of Leyndell, you will be immortal and you will have all the time in the world to investigate the technical aspects of the ritual" said Ranni while making a gesture with his hand, opening a mysterious and luxurious small box.

In it, Lily looked at the outfit selected for tonight totally amazed, although calling it an outfit was being generous.

A more apt description would be... A set of golden threads that would hug her body, covering as little as possible, was more than evident that it was designed to stimulate and be pleasing to the eye.

Silently, the maids dressed Lily, preparing her as the offering she was, leaving her barefoot, dressed, perfumed, and oiled for the ritual.

"Come on dear, the rest of the celebration has already begun, but the main event is you," said Ranni, slapping Lily's ass and clapping her hands, wrapping them both in a golden whirlwind, leaving Lily's chambers behind and appearing in the throne room.

Straight to...

“OH YES MERLIN!”

“MORE! MORE!”

“LIKE THIS!" THE TONGUE! USE THE TONGUE!”

The stench of sex filled Lily's noses, all around, each and every one of the initiates, as Ranni referred to all the women that had traveled from the Wizarding World to Leyndell.

Each and every one of them was naked, kissing each other, fingering each other, eager to begin the ritual.

The sight was…marvelous and depraved, and she love it.

Lily recognized the faces, but to be honest, she didn't give them the slightest importance at this moment, all her attention was on the Throne, on the immense figure that sat on it.

The Golden Lion...the King of Leyndell, who had Marika bouncing on his huge cock without any mercy, the queen's face showed the immense pleasure she was being subjected to, the image was familiar to Lily, but there was something different... as if being in Leyndell made the act much more... mystical in some way.

"Oh my love! More!” Marika shouted, as she rolled her eyes and reached orgasm, bathing the King's virility with her love juices, while letting out a sigh of pleasure.

Lily wasted no time, she simply walked to the central circle, surrounded by the four golden braziers and knelt down, submitting completely to the King's power.

"Your Grace, I am ready to receive your blessing, take what is already yours once and for all," Lily pleaded, raising her gaze to the monarch, her pleading eyes shining with desire.

The imposing figure of the Elden King simply laughed, as he stood up and left Marika on the throne, totally exhausted and pleased, the queen's legs were wide open, and Lily watched enviously as his golden seed dripped from the open and well fucked lips of the queen's pussy.

It even had difficulties to close up…something that will happened to her own poor pussy.

She could hardly wait to be honest.  

As soon as the black-haired sovereign stood up, all the moans and expressions of pleasure stopped, each and every one of the initiates concentrated on the Golden Lion, watching with veiled desire and anticipation as Harry was about to claim her once and for all.

There was envy of course, but it was normal, everyone wished they had his attention to themselves, but tonight... Lily was the lucky one.

The King's heavy footsteps reached where the redhead was, standing a few inches away.

"Look at me," he ordered, and Lily obeyed instantly, raising her emerald gaze and getting lost in her owner bi-colored orbs.

His body was full of scars, which filled Lily with deep sadness, but also with satisfaction, they were... medals, samples of the not easy life that her beloved owner and God had had to lead.

From the bottom, to ascend and become the Sovereign of Leyndell.

Until he became the Elden King.

With a delicate but firm gesture, He grabbed Lily's hair, putting the tip of his huge, still wet manhood on the redhead's lips for the first time, intoxicating her with the powerful, masculine smell it emanated, combined with the sweetness of Marika's nectar.

Without warning, the huge organ entered the mouth of the redhead, who began to oblige him with fervor never seen before, her eyes closed, and Lily simply lost herself in the depraved, but pleasurable act.

"Good girl... Yeah...Yeah! please your King Lily, be a good girl” grunted the King, filling her with enormous satisfaction, proud to be able to fill her new Lord with pleasure.

Lily surrendered to the act, losing total track of time, she heard how the rest of the initiates returned to their activities, she even managed to hear Dalia's voice, moaning with pleasure, but that was not important at this moment.

Now... only He mattered, the King was her world and top priority, so...Lily give it all to please him.

Suddenly, his hand took Lily's beautiful mane firmly, while making her swallow all her manhood up to her throat, causing Lily to choke for an instant, and her eyes to wide, looking in surprise at the Lion's domineering gaze.

"The first blessing is ready," he exclaimed aloud, his voice deep with desire and full of pleasure, while, with a bellow of pleasure, he poured all his seed into the redhead's throat.

"GAAAHGGG," groaned Lily, who began to swallow the thick, magical, golden seed quickly, but the amount was so much, that she was sure she wouldn't be able to swallow it all.

The golden liquid emerged from the corners of the overwhelmed witch's lips, but the King simply wouldn't budge, his huge balls kept contracting and releasing the potent life-fluid, to the point that Lily could no longer breathe and had to pull her member out of her mouth, giving desperate breaths of air, and in the process,  making a mess on his face, so much with the seed he still had inside... as with the abundant jets that still came out of Harry's cock.

"Mediocre, we seem to have a lot of training ahead of us, but don’t worry…we have an a eternity together mu love" said the King with satisfaction in his voice, while Lily fell at his feet, her face a mess, totally soaked in the divine seed, totally drowned in a pleasure simply indescribable.

The redhead had a lost smile, as she felt like something inside her... it just changed forever, as if some kind of... heat would have begun to expand within her body.

The fatigue was terrible, but they were not done, of that she was sure.

“Get ready Lily, you still have two holes that I must claim before finishing your ascent, I hope you have energy... because we're just getting started," the Golden Lion said, as he lifted her up with ease, holding her by her thighs and leaving her tight, soaked pussy, totally helpless against the huge, terrifying head of his manhood.

The scene was as obscene as it was satisfying, and Lily could only moan, utterly overwhelmed by the heat her body felt, moving and brushing the tip of the cock with her eager lips...

"Come on my love... Do it! breeds me! Breeds your whore and let me give you a thousand princes and princesses!" shouted the redhead out of control, his powerful seed had taken effect and Lily was in a frenzy of lust that only one thing could stop.

The King himself.

With a lunge, the Golden Lion dropped the redhead on his cock, impaling her and claiming her once and for all.

Lily's response? Moaning, shuddering, and having more than five consecutive orgasms, her legs tensed and her arms lost all possible strength, being held... literally....thanks to his dick.

The start had been sublime... But the main course had just begun.

The Monarch was going to break her, he was going to tame her and he was going to conquer her, Lily was going to end up with her pussy open and breed, of that she had no doubt.

And something inside her, tells her she won’t be the only one.

The night was just beginning, and the Yule Orgy had begun.