It was quite the exciting afternoon in the Radiant base. A large amount of heroes had gathered around a large campfire, to witness the miracle that is birth. Luna Moonfang's dearest pet, beloved mount and best friend, Nova, was giving birth to several cubs. Three were out already, and a fourth one was well on its way.

A couple of months ago, a chance encounter with a somewhat unfriendly quadripede had left both Luna and her mount covered in a more than copious amount of a certain white, sticky substance. The Moon Rider herself doesn't remember much from the encounter, but seeing as Nova and her have never left eachother's side since, she figured that's what got her mount pregnant.

It's rather something she'd not think about at a time like this, however. Altough disgusted by the thought that the father of these cubs might be someone she's fought several times before, she was still happy to see Nova gently licking her offspring, nuzzling them before curling around them and falling asleep.

Realizing that the panther could use some rest after giving birth to four healthy cubs, the crowd slowly and quietly dispersed. Soon, none but Luna remained. Quite some time had passed since the birthing began. The sun was slowly setting over the horizon. Luna was far from tired, however. She was always more of a night person. She had no idea what to do without her lovely mount, however.

Suddenly, she got an idea. A walk! She'd go on a walk through the Radiant forest! She hadn't done that in AGES! Excited by her own idea, she quickly lay a blanket over Nova, to keep her warm, before strutting confidently out of the Radiant base.

The temperature was perfect! It wasn't too warm, nor too cold. A slight breeze rustled the many leaves hanging from the treebranches ever so often. The Radiant forest sure was beautiful in the early spring. An orchestra of tweeting birds, the sound of the slow flowing river water and distant sproinks carried by the wind only served to enhance the rich display before Luna's eyes.

She took a deep sniff of fresh air. She loved being outdoors alone like this. Just like the old times, before she even met Nova. Looking up to the sky, she saw the first stars appearing in the night sky. The sun had nearly completely set. The Moon Rider decided to finish her walk by taking a walk alongside the nearby river.

As she descended the stairs leading down towards the stream, however, she heard a loud squeal coming from nearby. Out of nowhere, a small donkey which acted as a courier ran by her, chased by a rather large, blue creature. It was Balanar! Luna watched in horror as he quickly caught up to the courier, lifting it off the ground and easily tearing it apart with his sharp claws.

Luna was vulnerable right now. She had no mount, and she did not think to bring any weapons on a peaceful walk. Keeping her eyes on the Night Stalker, she slowly started to back away. The sudden snap of a branch under the Moon Rider's foot alerted Balanar to her presence. He quickly turned his head towards her, a wicked grin forming on his deformed face, his wings slowly extending to their full span as the final rays of sunlight disappeared beyond the horizon.

Luna might have been vulnerable, but she would not be easy prey. She turned tail and bolted back into the forest. "The hunt is on." Balanar whispered to himself, before giving chase. Being empowered by the night, he swiftly moved through the trees. It wasn't long before he found his prey.

Being unaccustomed to walking, much less to running, Luna did not get far before the Night Stalker caught up with her. Grabbing the Moon Rider from behind, Balanar easily managed to pin her face-first against a nearby tree. For a few minutes, she attempted to break free of his grasp. She kicked him, hit him with the back of her head, attempted to bash him with her elbow and even went as far as trying to bite his arm. None of her blows even seemed to phase the strong blue horror, which was pressing its body closer and closer against her own.

Finally, Luna ran out of steam. Exhausted from struggling, and realizing that she wasn't even close to breaking away from him, she finally adressed Balanar. "Let me go!" was all she managed to shout out, before the Night Stalker roughly took hold of the back of her neck, squeezing it just hard enough to get the point across that he could easily snap her in half.

"Let you go? The fun hasn't even started yet!" Balanar taunted. He shoved his free hand in between her legs, and slowly moved two of his claws up and down her crevice, rubbing her groin through her rather tight leather suit. As she started struggling again, he squeezed her neck even harder, getting dangerously close to her breaking point, never ceasing his slow, rhythmic rubbing.

Finally the pain became too much for her. Luna ceased struggling once more. He was crazy enough to kill her, should she push him over the edge. An unwanted lust started building in her groin. It had been quite a long time since she had been with someone, and she wasn't the kind of girl to pleasure herself. Her body was heating up, and she could already feel a small amount of her excitement coating the innards of her suit.

As her struggles finally died down a second time, Balanar continued his speech: "I am the king of the night. Tonight, I will make you my queen."
Before Luna could even comprehend what he had said, much less respond to it, Balanar quickly took a step back, and forced her down on the ground by her neck. The smooth movement had forced her rear to back up, right against his own body. Using his two fingers still between her legs, he roughly hoisted her waist up, before using that same hand to give her a fierce smack on her plump behind. Dazed and confused, Luna barely even noticed the sharp pain from the smack. Balanar was squeezing her neck far too hard.

He roughly tore apart the bottom half of her suit, exposing her rump and her most private parts to him. From the discarded clothing, he picked up a small piece of leather, that was covering the Moon Rider's groin not a minute ago. It was slightly doused in her arousal. He brought the piece to his face, and took a long deep sniff. The deep feminine scent made his already hard member twitch in anticipation.

Lining his cock up with Luna's wet cunt, the muscular Balanar leaned over her body. He brought that same piece of leather over to her face, and crudely wiped her own excitement off on her own face, before finally discarding it.

"I knew you wanted this all along." he whispered into her ear, before thrusting his hips forward, piercing Luna's womanhood with his thick, throbbing cock. Luna screamed out in pain. He was far too big for her to properly take, let alone without any form of lubrication. She didn't know wether he intentionally loosened his grip on her neck so she could feel more pain from her groin, or wether it was just a coincidence.

Balanar didn't waste much time. He started to vigorously hump the Moon Rider, pumping his member in and out of her at an incredible pace. Altough she didn't want to admit it to herself, the initial pain was slowly being replaced by pleasure. Balanar was treating her rough, but she kind of liked that. She fought to contain her moans as the Night Stalker kept pounding away, not wanting to humor her opponent.

As quickly as he started, NIghtstalker let out a rather loud grunt. He thrust his member even deeper than before, ramming just half an inch more of his member into the overly tight Luna, before reaching his climax, squirting wave after wave of copious amounts of his thick, tainted seed deep inside of her. Luna's eyes rolled back, as pleasure overtook her. The warm goo filling her up had caused her to reach her own end. She bit her lower lip, trying not to scream out in ecstasy. She somewhat succeeded, letting out only a small moan.

Giving his queen a few more thrusts, he finally pulled out of her, a mix of Luna's own juices, large amounts of his cum and just a little bit of blood immediately starting to drip out of her abused hole. Not giving her even a minute to recover, Balanar grabbed her by her hair, flipped her around and pulled her to her knees.

Taking hold of his hefty sack, the Night Stalker held it mere inches away from Luna's mouth. She could smell the heavy manly musk. Small beads of sweat were rolling down it, along with several other fluids trailing down from his member. "Pay homage to your king." Balanar uttered. Luna hesitated. Closing her eyes, she finally relented, sticking out her tongue and slowly running it upwards, the strong salty taste of his balls was burned into her mind, as through arcane magic. All she could think about was serving Balanar.

Her lick was cut short, however. A loud growl eminated from a nearby bush. It was Nova! She jumped in between the two, forcing the Night Stalker back. Sighing loudly, Balanar turned his back to the two. "Tommorow. Same time. Same place." he said in his low, commanding voice, before stretching his wings out wide in frustration and running off into the night.