The Wanderer - 264 (Patreon)

Chapter 264 – Bastion, Anchor

[2009 – October – Friday]

Still feeling the aftershocks of bliss, Laura's mind was a bit hazy for a moment as she felt a shift of weight in the mattress beside her, though she couldn't bring herself to open her eyes immediately as she wanted to savour the rush of warmth and the closeness to Jean and Elijah during her orgasm.

But then she felt a pair of warm lips on her cheek, on her forehead, and even on her closed eyes, leaving behind gentle kisses that slowly brought her back to reality.

Her chest heaving, she was still a bit breathless when her eyelids eventually fluttered open akin to the fragile wings of a butterfly and she found Elijah leaning over her and Jean, supporting himself on one arm as he gently placed one tender kiss after another on her face.

And not just her face but also on the only side of Jean's face that he could reach since the other side was pressed against the bedding, his teeth playfully scratching their noses and jaws.

His deep green eyes were glowing with almost unbearable heat and affection, the shadows inside them pulsing as if alive.

“There is no time to rest.”, Elijah stated quietly with a rasp to his tone, a dangerously handsome smile on his lips, “The night is long, I am not done with either of you yet.”

As if to emphasize his point, his hips pushed forward in a slow rhythm as his hard shaft continued to push into Jean's warm depth while he caressed her back with his free hand, his lips tracing the redhead's delicate shoulder.

A shuddering breath escaped Laura's lips as she witnessed this, Elijah's actions a perfect harmony of conquest and tenderness, the depth of emotion in his eyes immeasurable.

His gaze turned towards her quickly enough and he didn't hesitate longer than an instant to lean forward and place his lips on hers, kissing her deeply while adorable little gasps and mewls escaped her lips in response.

And while Elijah still held her lips captive, Laura felt Jean move. The redhead's hips rose to meet Elijah's slow thrusts and she moaned breathlessly while moving closer to kiss her cheeks and ears, gently nibbling on Laura's earlobe.

The she-wolf broke her kiss with Elijah for a moment, her right hand pressing against his strong chest as she felt his heat and strength, her own chest heaving while her left hand had been captured by Jean, their fingers interwoven.

Jean quickly lifted herself up and moved in between her and Elijah to capture her lips for a moment without letting go of her hand, gasping sweetly after she broke the deep dance of their tongues.

The redhead looked at her with lusty eyes, intimate and shy desire hiding within them as she whispered against her lips while moaning quietly, Elijah's invasion of her velvety depths continuing relentlessly: “Move … Nghh … up … “

At first, Laura didn't quite understand what Jean meant but the latter went on to leave a trail of kisses down her neck and collarbone while letting go of her hand and taking hold of her hips, gently nudging her to move up.

Laura followed Jean's guidance slowly while feeling the redhead's lips and free hand explore her voluptuous upper body, kissing and suckling on the firm flesh of her breasts, even lightly teasing their peaks with her teeth and tongue while looking up at her with shy lust.

Laura gasped and moaned while she savored every second that Jean spent exploring her body, moving slowly while combing through the redhead's fiery locks with one hand, the other caressing the gorgeous girl's slender shoulder and back, taking liberties by stroking her side and squeezing her trembling breast.

Her eyes though were fixed on the sight of Elijah's tempered physique towering over Jean's delicate form, his muscles contracting and twisting breathtakingly as he speared into his lover's sex while caressing the redhead all over with his free hand.

The beauty of their union struck her deeply and Laura knew that she had never witnessed anything comparable.

The atmosphere seemed to be saturated with an overbearing mixture of heat and intimacy that worked better than any aphrodisiac could.

Eventually, Jean had managed to have her move up another dozen inches or so before Laura realized the position that she was in, and her heart nearly tripped over itself, the pleasurable haze around her thoughts dispersing for a few seconds.

She looked down her body and saw Jean's gentle hands spread her legs wide, caressing her inner thighs while she left a trail of kisses on her abdomen that led to the glistening mound between her legs, the redhead's pink tongue sensually dipping into her navel before she continued downwards.

Laura shivered and trembled while time seemed to have slowed down, a pair of loving bright eyes locking onto her gaze as her fairy-like lover's lips touched the petals of her moist flower for the first time, the feeling of a warm and wet appendage carving tenderly through her slit and collecting her arousal following behind.

Crying out in unexpected pleasure, Laura's head was spinning at the mere fact that Jean's lips and tongue were exploring sex. Wild spasms shook her frame as mini-orgasms shot through her nerve endings one after another, her spread legs trembling.

She just wanted to let her eyes roll back into her skull and savour every moment of this surreal experience but she couldn't tear her eyes away from Jean's shy yet lusty gaze as the redhead continued to pleasure her with such innocent passion.

Her nails were tearing into the sheets as she moaned deeply and finally couldn't help but arch her back, her head falling back while sensually rolling her hips, pushing her undercarriage closer to Jean's wonderful tongue and lips.

It was then that Laura felt the redhead take her hands again, interweaving their fingers intimately as she surrendered herself completely to the other girl's ministrations.

She vaguely felt the mental touch of two foreign yet familiar presences even while her consciousness blurred under the delightful assault on her velvety folds, one dark and protective, the other bright and endlessly tender.

And when the second climax of the evening tore through her body only moments later, nothing else but those two presences seemed to exist in her perception as her body shook and trembled in blissful rapture.

…

Glistening with arousal, her entrance hidden by delicate pink inner lips and flawlessly pale outer lips, her love button hidden under the hood of her small mound, Laura's sex looked nubile and incredibly beautiful.

Given her almost eidetic memory, Jean had a lot of material to compare it to but seeing another girl's 'treasure' from so close up, she was sure that she had never seen one more beautiful. Nor one that gave her this fluttering sensation in her belly while awakening unspeakably naughty desires inside of her.

She really didn't know where she had gotten the courage to ask Laura to move up and present herself like this but she couldn't deny her desire to taste this particular forbidden fruit while Elijah's sizable length stretched her inner folds so delightfully.

The bulbous tip of his shaft pushed against the entrance of her womb with every thrust and Jean could hardly retain her mental faculties under this sensual assault.

She knew that her next climax wasn't far off and since she didn't want to be the only one to feel good, she did not hesitate any longer as she looked deep into Laura's gorgeous eyes and placed a tender kiss on the brunette's slit before tentatively extending her small tongue and running it up between the moist lips, tasting another girl's arousal for the first time in her life.

The act alone felt so erotic that Jean almost came then and there but she held herself back with all her strength while focusing solely on Laura, the object of her newly awakened sensual hunger.

Inexperienced but with purpose, she flicked her tongue across the wild-hearted girl's sensitive mound, sucking on the glistening flesh and drinking up everything that she could, the clear honey tasting mildly sweet and fresh like warm spring water.

In the past, Jean had never even thought about doing something like this with another girl.

But with Laura, there was this newly bloomed desire inside her heart that not only made her long for such intimate contact but also eager to explore the other girl every way she could, the soft mewls and moans sounding like heavenly notes to her ears.

From the uncertain anticipation and wild desire to pure rapture and desperate tenderness, the gorgeous brunette quickly succumbed to her ministrations, and moments after the fingers of both their hands interlinked, bliss took her away.

And as if her own body had waited for this all along, Jean suddenly became much more aware of the lustful pressure that she was under, her skin hypersensitive to Elijah's every caress while every single thrust of his steely shaft sent electric shocks of pure delight throughout her whole system.

Her orgasm came with unexpected force but she didn't resist as she felt her love's left arm wrap around her, his warm palm enveloping her right breast while he held her close, the heated skin of his strong chest pressing against her back while his loving lips found the back of her neck.

He whispered words of love as he panted ever so lightly, holding her close as his hot seed rushed into her depths.

And even as pleasure took him, Elijah remained a bastion of strength for her, a rock in the storm.

…

A threesome with two women. For most men, this was something that they would secretly imagine and yearn for. And yet, in most cases, it was nothing but a hollow act of debauchery that merely served to satisfy one's lesser cravings, a waste of time that corrupted one's sense of commitment.

I believed that to be the case since I was very clear about the difference between 'lusting'  and 'longing', as well as mere physical closeness and true intimacy.

I would have never risked polluting the intimate bond that I shared with Jean for simple physical pleasure, especially not since I had an intense aversion to being intimate with someone whom I had no feelings for.

But Laura's existence was special since Jean had developed deep feelings for the untamed beauty like I had, which made all the difference.

And as much self-control as I had, seeing the soft globes of Jean's behind pushing back against my hips, my shaft disappearing in her wet passage, her inner folds clenching around my invading member while she rested on her elbows in between Laura's legs, her fiery mane blocking my view as she sensually devoured the gorgeous she-wolf's lower lips, I found it hard to contain myself.

Laura's helpless cries as her chest trembled under her rapid breathing, the graceful curve of her arching neck only making her straining breasts more prominent as Jean pleasured her so naughtily, it was a visual impact that tore at reins of my sanity.

Flawless skin covered with a sheen of sweat, a cacophony of the sweetest moans and gasps, our bodies undulating in a shared rhythm while our presences fused into an all-encompassing aura of desire that was held together by deep affection and the wish for intimate connection.

At times like these, others in my situation might have been unable to help themselves and feel as if their inhuman senses were a curse as the intensity of the sensations and emotions that I received were enough to drown and shatter the consciousness of a normal human being several times over.

I wasn't a normal human though so I managed to withstand the perceptional impact, savouring every instant as if it would last for eternity while the happenings around me were branded into my memory forever.

The way Jean's wet tightness clenched around my member rhythmically, her soft hips pushing back against me in longing for a deeper and more forceful invasion of her trembling core, her subdued moans and gasps as she busied her lips and tongue to explore Laura's secret cave.

The she-wolf's shaking legs and undulating hips, which caused her gorgeous breasts to tremble and shake, the hardened peaks just begging to be touched and teased.

The moments of our first lovemaking as a trio, the memory of it was carved into the depths of my soul as I leaned down to trace Jean's delicate shoulders with my lips, kissing the moist skin on the back of her neck as she welcomed her climax only moments after Laura.

I let go too, my flawless bodily control releasing the shackles on my orgasm as I joined them in a moment of intimate bliss.

A wild possessiveness emerged from deep within my heart, remnants of my biological instincts reveling in the fact that I had spilled my seed inside such a lovely creature, effectively 'marking' Jean as mine.

These emotions merged with the affection that I held for her, turning into a volatile storm of sensations that washed over my very soul, making me feel alive and strangely vulnerable while forging another link in the chain that irrevocably tied me to her.

I held her close as I moved us next to Laura, my hand on her breast moving up to gently wrap around her neck in a dominant yet intimate gesture while she slowly came down from her orgasmic high.

Tracing her neck with my lips, lightly biting her earlobe as she shivered, Jean turned her head so that we could connect our lips while we were still connected in the most intimate way, my free palm softly brushing over her side, down to her hips and thigh, her warm body pressed tightly against my indestructible form.

She held my cheek while we kissed, and I could taste Laura's sweetness on her lips, her fingers caressing my jaw and cheekbone before they lovingly combed through my dark locks. Jean didn't even need to say anything to make me feel loved and at home.

And while I would have loved to just continue to embrace her as we transitioned to some more unhurried and tender coupling, there was someone else who demanded and hungered for my attention, someone that I couldn't keep at a distance any longer.

Breaking our deep kiss, I withdrew my length from Jean's warmth, my lips pressing against her ear as I whispered soothing words of love before rising from my horizontal position.

Turning my head, my gaze settled on the gorgeous dark-haired girl who lay on the bed next to us, Laura's eyes fixed on mine as she looked at me with endless longing and faint hints of nervousness, the glistening sheen of sweat on her flawless skin illuminated by the bright moonlight coming through the window, the sensual curves of her perfect figure fully revealed.

Her cheeks were slightly rosy and her breathing was still a bit heavy, her firm and full breasts swaying with every falling and rising of her chest. She looked incredibly seductive while the purity of her desire for intimacy added a hint of irresistible and innocent charm.

Though shy and somewhat uncertain, Laura proved how brave of a young woman she was as she didn't hesitate to slowly part her legs as I moved closer, surrendering herself while she welcomed me with misty eyes.

Towering over her, I rested my weight on my left arm as my lips approached hers. Her lips were incomparably soft, her skin smelling like wildflowers with an added note that was just unique to her. The tip of my tongue traced over her lower lip teasingly before I followed up with a soft bite.

Laura hummed in quiet disapproval as I left only a featherlight kiss on her pillowy lips, planting a trail of kisses on her cheekbones and along her delicate jawline.

She sighed as my right palm wandered from her waist over her abdomen up to full mounds, gasping and moaning suppressedly as my hand grasped her right breast firmly, gently rolling her hardened peak between my fingers for a moment and causing her to cry out quietly at the sensation while trembling.

I continued to tenderly massage and tease her gorgeous breasts while leaving innocent pecks on her lips, my gaze fixed on her misty eyes as I listened to her soft moans and mewls. I wanted to take my time, see her melt under my ministrations, and be beside herself with heated longing.

But Laura suddenly raised her small hands and delicately cupped my cheeks, her thighs pressing against my sides in obvious desire. She looked up at me with innocent trust and hope, faint ripples of uncertain fear hidden in the dark of her glittering eyes.

"P-Please, Elijah, don't play with me anymore.", she whispered with uneven breathing, her tone half-pleading as she called out vulnerably, "Yours. I-I need to be yours."

Her soft words roused something raw and possessive within me, a volatile desire that swept away my patience as I looked down at her flawless features with fire in my eyes. I moved my hips with purpose, the tip of my shaft pressing against her soft and drenched lower lips.

“You are mine.”, I stated with a dark rasp in my voice before pushing forward, my length penetrating Laura's heated depths without a second thought.

Accompanied by sensual relief, incessant joy bloomed in Laura's eyes, a long and tender cry of pleasure leaving her lips. Two tears spilled from her misty eyes while her hands trailed down my well-muscled chest and settled on my sides, softly pulling me closer and deeper inside her.

Her cry echoed within my ears loudly, its beauty almost paralyzing as I felt her velvety folds clench around my pulsing member while her warm breath brushed over my lips.

The gentle way with which Laura held onto my sides, the vulnerable yet longing look in her eyes as she breathlessly surrendered herself to my penetration, even for someone with my mental strength, this first intimate invasion felt almost overwhelmingly intense.

I kissed her deeply as we became one for the first time, closing my eyes as her moans and cries echoed in between my lips and I listened to her rapid heartbeat while her soft curves undulating in perfect harmony with my thrusts.

I felt Laura's climax arriving before she did, the blood in her veins seemingly burning as tiny bolts of electricity danced across her nerve endings, her limbs shaking and breasts trembling.

Our kiss was broken as she looked at me with nothing less than total devotion, her green eyes shining with vulnerable love so deep that it was soul-stirring.

“I love you, little wolf.”, I breathed out softly, and as if my words had flipped some kind of switch, Laura's eyes fell shut as she arched her back and cried out loudly.

Her orgasm was seemingly earth-shattering as her whole body spasmed under me, overwhelming pleasure holding her captive while my shaft was still buried to the root within her, her quivering and cramping sex pulling me into the abyss with her, causing my hot seed to rush into her depths without any restraint.

This though, seemed to only intensify her climax as her eyes fluttered open abruptly, briming with pure tender lust. Her arms wrapped themselves around my midsection and she clung to me while her lips found my shoulder, her teeth burrowing into my tensing muscle as she cried out in bliss.

Under the conscious restraint of my bodily durability, I felt my skin break due to her bite but the added pain didn't distract me from the intimate pleasure that I felt. On the contrary, it sharpened my perception of it.

The heat of her soft curves suffused me while I held her trembling form in my embrace.

…

Slowly coming to herself again, even though her breathing still felt hurried and her body was only partly back under her control, Laura felt warm strength embracing her while a heated length was buried deep inside her, stretching her sensitive passage with intimate force and causing tingling shivers to spread through her core.

She felt incredibly vulnerable at this moment and invaded beyond measure but the familiar scent of sandalwood and a unique note of dark musk instantly made her feel calm and safe.

A feeling of intense comfort seemed to accompany the warm embrace simply by knowing that it was Elijah who was connected to her this intimately, though she still felt very vulnerable.

Laura couldn't think more deeply about this though as a coppery taste on her tongue suddenly drew her focus away, which was when she realized that her lips were practically glued to Elijah's heated skin, her teeth piercing into his hardened flesh.

She had bit him, she realized with a bit of horror. At the same time though, the coppery taste made her animalistic instincts flare up and hum in delight, a part of her thinking that it would have been even better if Elijah had bit her as well.

Shuddering blissfully at the mere thought of it, Laura still withdrew her lips from the wound that she had caused, uncertainty in her eyes as she rested her head on the bedding and looked up at the charming devil that held her heart captive, half-expecting to see signs of rejection, or worse, disgust.

And as if to prove that her animalistic instincts had not led her astray when they had guided and urged her to be near Elijah, Laura just saw the young man smirk gently and half-mischievously, his deep eyes glowing tenderly while his large frame pressed against her.

He lowered his head and purposely brushed his nose against hers in an intimate fashion before his teeth gently nipped at her lower lip.

“How fierce.”, Elijah whispered, eyes shining with a multitude of emotions, the strongest of which being intense love.

Had anyone else said this, Laura might have thought that she was being mocked but this time she just felt a sense of acceptance and belonging, overflowing warmth taming her wild spirit.

She knew without a shadow of a doubt that Elijah saw her as she was, without any embellishments to her character or past. After all, she was sure that nothing could escape those shadowed eyes if he did not allow it.

And yet, he loved her.

He wasn't infatuated with her beauty or entangled with her because of some flowery image of who she was. Elijah knew exactly who she was, and he didn't love her despite that but because of it. She could feel it clearly, he loved her every flaw and imperfection. And he wasn't the only one.

Turning her head, Laura saw Jean resting next to them, her gentle green eyes a bit misty but still expressing a welcoming tenderness and passionate promise. The delicate redhead reached out her hand and Laura didn't hesitate to grasp it, their fingers intertwining.

She could feel the desire for more intimacy flare up in her veins again, even though the tingling warmth of her last climax hadn't even settled down yet. Though given the day's events, especially the incredible roller coaster of emotions that she had experienced, deep mental exhaustion had slowly encroached upon her mind without her noticing.

Still, Elijah seemed to have sensed her condition without fail as he took hold of her and lifted her up before turning and moving a bit on the large bed and placing her down again, her head coming to rest on a soft pillow while a tender kiss fell on her lips.

He then eventually withdrew his hard length from her sensitive core and left her side for a moment, causing her to almost cry out due to the sudden absence of their intimate connection and his warmth, before returning with Jean in his arms and settling down next to her, his left arm snaking around her waist as he pulled her as close as he could.

Through her half-lidded eyes, she barely managed to see Jean leaning over and placing a soft kiss on her lips too, a wave of invisible and corporal warmth passing over her body as it happened, banishing all the accumulated sweat and other sticky 'fluids' on her body instantly, including her own arousal and Elijah's seed that leaked from her lower lips, before she was covered by a soft blanket.

Skin on skin, Laura could still feel Elijah's and Jean's warmth and even though she longed for more moments of extreme passion and the accompanying feeling of intense connection, she was simply too sleepy while having never felt a greater sense of comfort.

Having never felt more accepted and at home at any point in time in her life, she simply snuggled up as close to Elijah's side as she could even with almost closed eyes, her head coming to rest on his shoulder as she breathed out sleepily: "Love you."

Laura wasn't sure whom she addressed with these words as her mind was already in somewhat of a haze, her lingering silver of consciousness simply accepting that it didn't matter since her words held true in either case.

Elijah and Jean seemed to understand this even without her saying anything and she felt the latter's delicate fingers brush over her cheek and comb through her hair, their lips connecting tenderly as the gorgeous redhead whispered shyly against her lips: "I love you too."

The former wasn't much slower in his response either. Laura felt Elijah's hand run over her side and down her hip, his lips caressing her temple with an intimate touch, leaving behind a kiss too while his quiet words rang in her ear: "You're mine now, little wolf."

Possessive and irrefutable. Elijah's words left no room for doubt and hesitation as he whisperingly declared her to be his.

And yet, Laura only felt endless warmth, her restless soul finally fully acknowledging that he was her anchor, a safe haven where she could rest and belong without any fear for the future.

She couldn't help but tear up a bit while letting out a shuddering hum of deep comfort as she fell asleep, Elijah's and Jean's loving presence surrounding her as her consciousness drifted away.