It took us a bit of time to find an acceptable inn at Stonebrook when we finally made it back to the town. Thankfully, Kassandra and Rieka handled that part with practiced ease.

  We’d used disguises when returning to the town as another layer of obfuscation, though the eclectic makeup of our group was such that we still stood out, since the minor rank of Shape-Shifting could only do so much. It also really messed with Shayla and Rieka to be missing their wings and tail respectively.

  Jane had retreated into shy silence as soon as we got back to town, but she remained perched on my shoulder for the rest of the afternoon, hugging my head possessively. I thought it was rather cute and her weight wasn’t any problem for me to walk with, so I didn't say anything.

  Kassandra and Rieka had worked together to reserve rooms for us, getting two that shared a wall. Jane and I would have one room, since Jane ‘deserved my undivided attention for this first encounter’ as Kassandra said. The other three would share the other room with the understanding that they should get me if something happened.

  We’d all separated to bathe in the attached bathing rooms for the inn, that being the first time Jane had let me go since I placed her on my shoulder earlier in the day.

  The small scholar had raced off with the girls to wash after asking me to wait there for her. Thankfully, one of my girls was thoughtful enough to ask the maid to bring up a basin of warm water so I could at least have a sink-bath to clean up.

  So when Jane came back to the room, I was sprawled out on top of the bed in just a pair of pants.

  I’d debated waiting for Jane in the nude, artfully lounging across the bed like one of those male models on the calendars aimed at women, but it felt way too awkward. And the last thing I wanted was for Jane to come in, freak out, and then run away.

  So instead, when my newest lover returned with her short black hair still wet from the bath and tamed from its usually fluffy mohawk into a mess of moist ringlets, she found me sitting up on the bed still half dressed.

  Jane was wearing an untucked shirt over top of another pair of close-fitting shorts, something I knew she normally wore under her skirts for modesty and warmth. It had the effect of—at least in my mind—looking like she was wearing a shirt and just underwear, like she’d stolen my boxers or something.

  When Jane spotted me on the bed, she squeaked in surprise and dropped the armload of clothes on the floor. Her cheeks flushed hotly while her tail flailed in excitement behind her.

  I could hear Kassandra laughing from the hallway as well, clearly having heard the noise. That sound broke Jane out of her surprise though and she quickly kicked the door closed before scooping her clothes up and dumping them on the small table for the room.

  The room that we had was a simple one, just enough space for a moderately sized bed, a table with three chairs, and a small wardrobe to store clothes in. A squat oil lamp sat lit on the table for light in the gathering night, while a square window hung over the bed and allowed the last of the late evening light into the room.

  Since most of my clothes were in Rieka’s dimensional bag or my own storage, I’d just tossed my shirt over a chair back and left my boots under the table after washing.

  After she tossed her clothes down, Jane stomped—rather cutely I might add—to the door and began making gestures with her spell rod. A moment later, a brief flash darted to the door and carried to the walls, telling me she’d put the sound-muffling spell up that I was sure that my girls must have teased her about in the bath.

  I was gratified when Jane turned the spell rod on herself next and cast the contraception charm. From her fierce blush coupled with the focused gnawing on her bottom lip while she made the gestures, it was something that the girls had likely just taught her in the bath.

  That done, Jane hurried back to the table, still not speaking, and dropped her spell rod on it. She stood there for several long seconds, not moving as she seemed to gather her courage.

  I was about to speak, to tell Jane she didn’t have to do this if she wasn’t ready, when she reached down and gathered the bottom of her shirt with both hands and yanked it over her head to expose her bare torso to me.

  She tossed the shirt down next to her other clothes before turning towards me with flaming cheeks and her ears pinned back in shy concern. I could tell from how her arms went to wrap her waist nervously that she was fighting the urge to cover herself as she displayed her breasts to me for the first time in a sexual manner.

  Jane was small, smaller even than Kassandra though not by much. She came up to just below my rib-cage with the tops of her ears and I knew, instinctively, that I needed to be careful and gentle with her.

  If I don’t just outright use Shape-Shifting to adjust myself to her size. That might be best, if she’s a virgin for this first time. I know Kass struggles with my size a bit, and I’m not so much of a jerk to force someone of Jane's size to hurt herself just for my pride, I thought as I gave the nervous girl a gentle smile while I took her in fully.

  Unsurprisingly, Jane’s figure was more compact than the more lushly figured Shayla or top-heavy Kassandra. She was closer to Rieka in her curves, with a slender waist that tied into full his and a tight bottom. Her breasts sat perkily on her chest, little handfuls that looked generous on her shorter figure. She had strong legs from all the bouncing around she did, but her tummy showed that familiar softness of someone who didn’t miss meals but kept from overindulging.

  Despite being barely three and a half to four feet tall, nothing about my little scholar looked childlike. She was a woman in full, simply scaled down in size. It was easy enough to remember that, given the large, rounded mouse ears that bracketed either side of her normally-fluffy mohawk, and her tail.

  Jane’s long tail writhed behind her, the fluffy tip more compacted by her recent bath than normal. It’s movement still conveyed her growing anxiety, so I moved to reassure her before Jane’s brilliant—but sometimes overactive—mind could run away with her.

  Sliding slowly to the edge of the bed, I set my feet down near her before going to one knee in front of Jane. I didn’t want to loom over the smaller woman, the last thing I wanted was to intimidate or scare Jane.

  The nervous writhing of her tail stopped as I went to my knees in front of her, putting us more on an even level of height. Jane’s eyes darted from my face to take in my whole bare torso before returning to study my features.

  I could tell from the intense look in those dark brown eyes that Jane was looking for something. Maybe she was worried I wouldn’t find her more compact form attractive, or that I might be turned off by what I saw. So I didn’t bother to hide the attraction to her, as well as the affection that had been growing for the studious little mouse girl.

  Nothing was said for several long moments, Jane studied me with her cheeks crimson with a blush and I returned that look with all the affection that I had for her.

  “Liam,” Jane said at last, her voice cracking on my name as she stepped closer to me.

  My arms opened for a hug automatically, and Jane settled into them with a happy sigh. I felt her ears relax and one draped against my cheek while her tail began to wiggle again but this time at a more relaxed speed while she nuzzled into my cheek. The soft weights of her breasts pressed into my upper chest, her hard nipples evidence of her arousal.

  “Thank you, Jane,” I murmured into one ear, rubbing my cheek against hers gently. She didn’t respond verbally, just humming happily as her arms wrapped around me and she pressed into the hug tighter.

  I’d made sure to Shape-Shift away the stubble I’d grown, not having had the supplies to shave. I know it was vain but I wanted to make sure this was as comfortable for her as possible. I hadn’t been expecting it, but I couldn’t say that the thought of Jane becoming my lover didn’t excite me just as much as the other girls had.

  I didn’t need to say more. Jane knew why I was thanking her, just as I didn’t need to ask if she was sure she wanted to do this. To take this next step. I’d known Jane long enough to understand that the mouse kin woman wouldn’t have said anything unless she’d studied the question from all angles and made her decision fully.

  “Guide me?” Jane asked after a long moment of holding me, savoring the sensation of our bare skin on each other.

  “As you wish,” I said, pulling back slightly but keeping my arms around her slim waist.

  Jane mirrored the motion, leaning back far enough that our faces were now inches apart. Then I leaned in for our first real kiss.

  It was a bit awkward, since Jane didn’t really know how to kiss all that well. I had expected as much, given the little scholar was the kind of person to have casual flings. But she adjusted quickly, her soft lips meeting mine with the kind of enthusiasm that told me she might have researched the subject a bit.

  That thought nearly made me laugh into the kiss, but I was able to suppress it and just focus on my newest lover. No sooner had our lips parted than Jane dove in again for another kiss, the mouse girl’s enthusiasm boiling over now that we were finally at this stage.

  Jane rained little kisses and pecks all over my lips as she crushed herself against me. Even though she’d asked me to guide her, I had a feeling that the excitable woman wouldn’t need much help. So I let my hands play over her body while we savored each other.

  Stroking her slim back got happy little noises from her. But when I cupped her tight butt with one hand and stroked the base of her tail with the other, Jane moaned sharply and she nearly collapsed in my arms.

  Just to make sure that it wasn’t a fluke, I repeated the gentle massage and a tremble ran through Jane’s entire body while she squealed faintly into the kiss. It was only my grip on her that kept the girl upright. Her tail wrapped around my arm, squeezing with all its might as Jane trembled against me in what I was guessing was a miniature orgasm just from the caresses and kisses.

  Boy, is she going to remember today if she really did just come, I thought with a grin before shifting my grip on her, standing upright, and carrying Jane with me, pinned against my chest.

  The mouse kin woman didn’t care or protest the slightest, in fact she wrapped her legs around my waist and began to grind herself against my stomach while her arms locked around my neck. The kisses fell with even greater enthusiasm now as she came back to herself and I could feel the moist heat of her sex through her shorts.

  Turning towards the bed, I adjusted my grip so I was supporting her with just the hand on her bottom so my free hand could undo the button on my pants and let them drop to the ground before stepping up onto the bed with my knees.

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  The sound of cloth hitting the ground did what picking her up failed to do and brought Jane out of her haze. She glanced over her shoulder when my now-released shaft bounced off her bottom and moaned happily. Rather than concern, as I’d half-expected, her eyes were filled with desire.

  “Oh Liam… please be gentle with me. I want all of that, but—” Jane began but I interrupted her, cupping the back of her head with my free hand and turning her around so I could claim her lips again while she vibrated with excitement.

  Once we finished that kiss, I answered her concerns verbally.

  “I’ll be as gentle and slow as you want. You’ve trusted me with your body, Jane. I’d never violate that trust. Ever,” I asserted and Jane melted into me with a happy sigh.

  “Thank you, Liam. For looking after me and the other girls. For protecting me. And for being someone I actually can trust like this,” Jane whispered into my ear, her hips grinding away slowly into my abdomen before she kissed my earlobe lightly.

  Knee walking across the bed, I shifted around until I was laying back on the bed and had Jane draped over my chest. I figured this was the best option, as I was still very wary of overwhelming the small mouse girl.

  Plus it meant that I could caress every inch of her bare skin now, being sure to cup the rounded mass of her perky little breasts and thumb those hard nipples of hers gently.

  Jane adjusted until she was straddling my waist, her tail slithering down to wrap around my leg like it was worried I’d try and get away from her at this point. I wasn’t, but I loved the mental image that it presented.

  While we kissed, Jane returned the favor and let her hands roam over my bare chest. She seemed to enjoy tracing the different scars I had, lingering over each of them for several seconds like she was cataloging the details on my skin.

  When I palmed her bottom and squeezed her tail again, Jane chirped happily and wriggled her fit bottom into my hand for more.

  I couldn’t help but think about how nice it would be to feel her bare skin against my hand rather than the fabric of her shorts. And from the wet spot I felt forming on my abdomen, she was already soaking through them anyway. So I pulled back from the kiss and whispered to Jane.

  “Take your shorts off, Jane.”

  The simple order sent a full-body shiver through the mouse girl and she immediately complied, laying flat on my chest and burying her face in my neck, extending her legs to let me push her shorts down before wiggling out of them quickly. As soon as she had them off, Jane threw them across the room to land on the table like they’d offended her before kneeling over me once more.

  My guess had been right on the money, her little pussy was soaked and Jane moaned sharply when her clit rubbed against my abdomen, sending a little gush of her juices over my belly.

  A hand on her lower back kept Jane pinned there as she moaned into my neck, her hips grinding back and forth slowly as tremors ran through her body. I could feel the hard pebbles of her nipples trying to dig through my chest, but each move she made only stimulated the aroused little scholar even more.

  She must have been winding herself up the whole walk back to be this far gone, I thought with a small smile. Better give her some relief before we start.

  Leaving the hand on her back to hold her in place, I started to knead Jane’s butt and the base of her tail gently with the other. Slowly, I worked my way around the smaller girl’s hip until my fingertips grazed the steaming entrance of her womanhood.

  Jane’s low moans trailed off into a high squeak then and her body locked up against mine. Just caressing the lips of her sex in her aroused state had been enough to set the aroused girl off in a small orgasm. One that promptly cycled higher as I slipped the tip of one finger into her, while my middle finger found her clit and began to stir that little love button. Apparently, Jane had either been really horny, or maybe riding on my shoulder had been arousing for her on the trip back, because it didn’t take much to set her off. This time, Jane let out a scream as she came in truth.

  And she came hard.

  Her legs clamped down on my hips, her arms around my shoulders, and her sex around my finger as a spray of her love juices covered my hand, my member, and my legs. I could feel the orgasmic tremors running up and down Jane’s spine as she tried to burrow her face into my neck while riding out her first real orgasm with me.

  I wanted to make this memorable for her, though. I had three other lovers and now with Jane that made four. Which meant that I needed to keep my sexual game strong so that I could satisfy my girls. I didn’t want any of my girls to feel like I was neglecting them.

  And there was a bit of my pride showing, if I’ll be honest. I wanted Jane’s first time with me to be the measuring stick she compared any future lovers to if we ever separated.

  So while the beautiful little woman shook and squealed through her first orgasm in my arms, I let the hand on her back shift to grip the base of her tail and stroke over that tight bundle of muscles. It lit her up even more than it did for Rieka, and I kept the finger on her clitoris swirling away while penetrating her tight little slit with the tip of my index finger. While I did this, I took a leaf from Kassandra’s book and began pouring affectionate filth into one of Jane’s ears.

  “You have such a beautiful body, I can’t wait to see what you look like covered in sweat and having come so hard you can’t move. You’ll look so pretty riding me, those cute breasts of yours bouncing while you scream out the climaxes I’m going to give you. I’m glad you put that sound barrier spell up, because we are going to test it. You’ll know soon why it is that the other girls tease so much, I’ll be happy to show you why they are wrapped around my tongue.”

  I could tell that Jane was able to hear me because her keening picked up in volume and she clenched down on my hand tighter. But with my System boosted strength, I barely noticed.

  Jane’s first climax continued and I interspersed comments with gentle nips to the rounded edge of her mouse ear closest to me. It was when I felt her head rocking back and forth like she was shaking her head in denial and the squeals finally stopped but her shaking didn’t, did I relent.

  I kept the hand on her tail and the other cupping her thigh and spreading her slit open, but I stopped applying fresh stimulation. Which turned out to be a good thing because as soon as the trembling stopped, Jane gasped for air.

  “Oh gods,” she moaned, her head rolling loosely on her neck. “Yes, I get it now. Why Kass is always talking about sex…”

  “That’s only the start, Jane,” I teased gently, flexing my hips to bounce my member off of one cheek of her bottom. Jane yelped quietly at the stimulation, leaning back to stare down at me with eyes still cloudy from her passing climax.

  “I want more,” the little scholar declared a moment later, blinking furiously until her eyes could focus.

  A blush still rode high on her cheeks, but it wasn’t the shy blush from before. Instead, it was the same blush I was used to seeing on the other girls when they had a dirty thought and it was distracting them.

  Jane acted on her dirty idea even as I realized something was about to happen. The limber mouse girl rolled her hips forward while reaching back to catch the head of my shaft. In a smooth motion, she stuffed the tip of my shaft against her slit, knocking my hand away in the process, then rolled her hips back.

  The penetration was so sudden and her body was so tight that I only sank a bare two inches into her before Jane let out a long moan of desire and she came to a stop. Even with how wet she was, the mouse girl was so tight that it would take her time to adjust. Time that she didn’t want to give, it seemed.

  “Mooore,” Jane moaned into my chest, pumping her hips weakly and trying to take me deeper even as her sweet honeypot suckled at my tip. Another gush of her feminine juices soaked my head and it slipped a little deeper into her core.

  “Slowly, Jane. Nice and easy,” I cautioned, shifting my grip to cup her bottom and gently rock her back and forth.

  That was enough to start out with, but the small woman was quickly adapting to the sensation of being filled by me. Drawing low, happy moans from the tight mouse girl while I fucked her with just the head of my cock. Every few thrusts, she tried to push back further but my grip on her ass kept her from going too far.

  Finally, Jane whined in frustration at the slower speed. Even with the titanic orgasm I’d given her with my fingers earlier, it was obvious she wanted more.

  Using her arms, Jane pushed herself upright on my chest. That put her body weight on top of my shaft and forced another few inches into her. A gut-deep groan of contentment echoed from the small woman as her slick skin slid out of my hands and she slid down to claim my entire shaft in her tight, wet heat.

  “There! Mine for now,” Jane gasped proudly, tremors running through her tight body that sent her breasts dancing hypnotically before me.

  As soon as my hands had slipped, I’d used Shape-Shifting to adjust my size enough that it wouldn’t hurt her. We could slowly work up to my regular, full-sized shaft, but the determined little scholar wasn’t about to be denied right now.

  And that was hot.

  “If that’s what you want,” I told her as Jane wiggled her hips, biting her lower lip while her body adjusted to penetration.

  I hadn’t felt a hymen tearing, but then again none of the girls that I’d had sex with on Cortha had them so far, so it was most likely that they just didn’t exist here, just as Kassandra had said she didn’t during our first interlude in that mountain lake.

  Jane took a minute to finish adjusting to my size. A minute of her grinding her hips back and forth, moaning sweetly with her expressive eyes squeezed shut. I helped soothe her by running my hands over her bare skin, tickling her clit from the front when it peeked out during her rocking, or cupping her pert breasts.

  Soon, though, Jane relaxed and got enough control of herself that she was able to rock forward. The small mouse girl planted her forearms on my chest, leaning in to kiss me lightly on the lips while my shaft slid part way out of her sex.

  We both shared a moan there, our breaths mixing between our lips until Jane began to rock her hips back and forward slowly. Her tail swayed in the air above her, a sinuous flag pole with a fluffy banner at its tip. Each tremor in her tail marked the bouncing of her hips and the wet slap of our joining.

  For all her scholarly mien, Jane was a minx in bed. She had clearly taken my earlier words for a command, because she happily rode me while her body shook in orgasm. After sharing a few more kisses, Jane leaned back and propped herself up using her hands on my thighs, that way I could watch her body shake and jiggle with each bounce while she moaned and groaned with abandon.

  Seeing her so clearly enjoying herself, and feeling the sudden squeezes as another orgasm rocked her, was pushing me to my first climax of the night. One thing that I loved above all else was having a partner that was clearly enjoying themselves, and Jane was definitely doing that.

  Remembering that she’d asked me to guide her, I had an idea that I thought the small woman would enjoy.

  I settled my hands on Jane’s hips and kneaded the muscles there gently at first to warn her, before I began lifting and lowering Jane on my cock. I’d lift her upwards until only the head remained inside her and she dangled from my grip, before I bodily pulled her down in one long, gut-stuffing thrust.

  Jane went limp in my grip, her hands shifting to my wrists and just hanging on as I used the smaller woman like a toy. From the sharp increase in the volume of her moans, Jane definitely enjoyed this.

  “Oh yes, Liam!” Jane groaned happily, her voice cracking slightly at the end as she trembled through another miniature climax. “Yes, more! Use meeee.”

  With a grin, I did just that. Having someone earnestly begging like this tickled some of the darker spots in my subconscious and my climax surged quickly to the forefront in the wake of her sweet words. I only had to squeeze out one question for the lithe mouse woman before I came.

  “Inside or out?”

  Jane didn’t respond verbally, instead she hooked her feet behind my thighs and pulled hard, slamming her soaked sex down onto my shaft with more force. She ground her hips into mine while her hazy brown eyes met mine.

  That was enough to set me off and the knot in my gut unclenched. With a loud groan of my own, I filled my little scholar to the brim while she came in time with me, her whole body trembling.

  Jane’s body bucked in response to the first blast that filled her, then again for the second before she slumped over in my arms. Automatically, I cradled her close even as my hips thrust and I continued to fill her with my seed.

  Only after the climax ended and my senses returned did I realize what had happened.

  My sweet mouse girl, the shy scholar who’d finally decided to take the step into my bed, had come so hard she’d passed out.

  I could feel her chest rising and falling as she breathed and the occasional tremor through her body told me she was riding the wake of her orgasm still. But she didn’t respond when I called her name. So I settled back, gently stroking her short hair with one hand and her back with the other while my still-hard cock remained inside her clenching, stuffed sex.

  “Liam?” Jane croaked after a few minutes, telling me she’d finally come back to herself.

  “Right here,” I murmured into her hair.

  “Oh, good. Was worried you’d wandered off and someone else had their cock stuffed in me,” Jane replied, a touch of sarcasm coloring her words.

  “Never. You’d have to tell me to leave first,” I reassured her and was rewarded with a light kiss to the underside of my chin.

  “Not what I was meaning, but I don’t expect that day will come. I just wanted to ask you something?” she said quietly, snuggling into my chest with her arms held tight to her own.

  “Sure, you can ask me anything,” I said happily, continuing to stroke her back.

  I wasn’t sure what Jane would ask next, but my promise was earnest.

  I figured she’d have some random question, like ‘is it always like that/’ or ‘was it good for you, too?’ given her anxiety and shyness. But the question that came from the little scholar honestly made me laugh, as I was happy to comply.

  “Will you pin me to the wall next?”

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