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Comforting Our Friend	By : The_Aricle Category: S through Z > The Sword of Truth (series) > The Sword of Truth (series) Views: 7017 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Comforting Our Friend
- 1
Richard awoke with a start, sat upright and instinctively reached over for his sword, but found it wasn't there. A wave of panic rushed over him, then faded as the rest of his senses triggered. He felt the soft, cool sheets, dampened by his sweat. He heard the slow steady breathing of his beloved Kahlan sleeping next to him. As the fog of sleep faded, his eyes adjusted to the soft moonlight coming through the open window and he saw the columns of the big four post canopy bed he shared with her. He was home, safe in his bed in the People's Palace, with his wife. Richard smiled as he surveyed the room; on his right he saw the glint of the finely twisted silver wire covered grip and the word Truth interwoven with gold wire along the side of the braided silver: the Sword of Truth was standing in its scabbard next to his bed. It was not necessary to wear it while he slept in the palace, but it was never far away.
He looked to his left and his eyes were greeted with the most pleasing of sights: Kahlan Amnel Rahl his darling wife. She was the one person to whom he was completely devoted. This was a good thing because Kahlan was a Confessor. Not just any Confessor, but the most powerful Mother Confessor. Born with a power that is released by her touch. It can take the mind of any man or woman, turning them into her total slave. However, her Confessor powers had no effect on him, but she did have an effect on him.
For a time, he watched her sleeping; her long dark hair, that he loved so much, created a stark contrast to the white sheets, as it cascaded over her pillows. His startled awakening had dislodged the bed covers exposing their bodies to the cool night air. He reached out and softly caressed the curve of her face. His eyes drifted down her long slender neck, her breasts and down to the furry patch of hair between her legs. His arousal stirred seeing her naked form. Richard licked his lips, then his hand followed the previous path of his eyes to cup one of her round, full breasts. Her breast just the right size to fill his hand as he gently began to knead the soft supple flesh. As he touched her softness, his arousal increased; the length of him began to swell and harden. With his thumb he traced the small circle, around her pert nipple. The nub had hardened as he brushed across its peak. Kahlan's lips parted and a soft moan escaped them. Unconsciously, her body responded by moving from her side to her back exposing more of her to his caressing hands.
He was nearly full aroused as he lowered his mouth to her breast. His breath quickened, and he again licked his lips. Even in her sleep Kahlan could sense her lover and she arched her back bringing her breast closer to his mouth. His tongue moved passed his lips ready to taste the sweetness of her skin. Just before he was to taste of her flesh, his heightened awareness alerted him to the sound of soft sobs somewhere nearby.
With a small sigh, he rose up releasing Kahlan's breast, as he listened more intently into the darkness. From behind the adjoining door he heard the unmistakable sounds of a woman crying. His heart sank upon hearing this sobbing, but Richard was not all that surprised. In fact, he was more surprised it had taken this long to happen. They had been back in the People's Palace for a few days. Tonight was to be the grand ball celebrating the return of the Lord Rahl, the Mother Confessor, the First Wizard Zedd Richard's grandfather, Cara the Mord-Sith personal bodyguard to the Lord Rahl and his wife, Sorceress Nicci and The men of the First File; the elite soldiers of D'hara.
Cara herself had only been back with them about two weeks. Previously, she was on a quest to avenge the death of her husband General Meiffert, who was killed helping them escape from the Third Kingdom. Killed doesn't seem the right word thought Richard. He was slaughtered eaten alive by the soulless half people. His sacrifice gave the group of them precious moments to make their escape. Even though he died in service to the Lord Rahl, a fate that Cara was not only proud of him for, but a fate she herself would want. Richard knew losing her husband nearly destroyed her. Once they had escaped the Third Kingdom Cara asked to be released from his service Richard had reminded her that she was free and could make her own decision. She did not need his permission, but with a heavy heart he granted her request. She separated from the small company, with intent of hunting down and destroying the evil that took away her love. At the time Richard was not sure if he would ever see her again. When she appeared in their camp two weeks ago, it was a bittersweet reunion.
The Mord-Sith serve as personal protectors of the Lord Rahl. Originally the Mord-Sith served against their will, but when Richard came to power by killing his father Darken Rahl and taking the title of Lord Rahl. He encouraged the Mord-Sith to embrace the free will they had been born with. He made it known that, they did not need to serve him unless they chose to. This freedom was not limited to their service. They could now live, and love any way they chose.
This freedom allowed Cara to explore feelings she would have never dared contemplate under Darken Rahl. This freedom is why Cara loved Richard and Kahlan so much she vowed that as long as she drew breath no harm would come to them. Cara not only stayed to be the protector of Lord Rahl and the Mother Confessor, but she also became their personal bodyguard and dearest friend. Cara never wanted to leave their side which is why she and her late husband had the adjoining room. Now from beyond the door of that room, after the months of killing and nearly being killed, finally to be home, in the bed that she briefly shared with her husband the loss had finally overwhelmed Cara and she cried.
Richard sat for a moment debating if he should go to his dear friend or leave her to grieve in solitude. Richard was the most powerful War Wizard that D’Hara and the Midlands had seen for an age. However, he could only invoke his power when there was great need. Right now he needed to help Cara, but for all the power at his disposal even he could not heal a broken heart. Nevertheless, he would try to help; and if nothing else he could simply offer her a shoulder to cry on.
Richard carefully slipped from the bed, not wanting to disturb Kahlan. He pulled on his trousers, crossed the bedroom to the door, knocked softly, and spoke in a hushed voice.
“Cara, may I come in?”
The soft sobs he could hear were suddenly stifled. After a few deep breaths a hoarse voice replied.
“Of course Lord Rahl you may enter."
Richard turned the latch and pushed open the door. He passed through the doorway and into Cara’s room. Directly across from the door was the bed where Cara sat watching as he entered. Cara had insisted the bed be in that spot, with her side being closest to the door; should the need arise she wanted to be the first to get to Lord Rahl. Just as Richard looked at Cara he caught a fleeting glimpse of sadness in her eyes, but then it was gone. In its place, the cold unfeeling mask of the Mord-Sith spread across her countenance. Even her voice had returned to its hard as steel tone.
“Lord Rahl is there trouble?" she asked.
Richard walked the short distance from the doorway to the edge of the bed. He looked into Cara’s eyes, the light of the fire in the hearth reflecting in them. Her eyes were swollen and puffy from all the tears. Richard sat on the edge of the bed next to her, his gray wizard eyes were so captivating and deep, a person could easily fall into them and they were focused on her.
Looking into Richard's captivating eyes, the veneer of the Mord-Sith was quickly fading. Cara tried desperately to keep her composure, but her bottom lip began to quiver and her breathing became labored. She knew at any moment the tears would flow again and she wasn’t sure she could stop them. Her voice began to break as she asked again.
“Lord Rahl… is there… trouble?” she stammered.
Richard gave her a small smile and in his most gentle voice replied.
“Yes Cara there is. My Mord-Sith has a broken heart, and as much as I want to even my magic cannot heal such a grievous wound.”
Cara couldn’t hold her composure any longer. She lunged for Richard wrapping her arms around his neck, burying her face there, and wept. Her whole body shook with every tear . Richard encircled her in his arms, pulling her to him. He gently stroked her back and rocked her letting her release the pain she had held inside for so long. After a time, the sobs turned to a slight whimper, and then to large, deep breathes. Richard never wavered he simply held her.
“You are a rare person Richard Rahl,” Kahlan said from the doorway. She wore her special smile, that she wore for no other.
The wailing had woken her. She slipped from bed covering herself in a thin robe, and made her way to the doorway where she stood watching her husband comfort their dear friend. Having heard Kahlan, Cara looked up.
“I am sorry Lord Rahl, Mother Confessor, I did not mean to disturb you”, she said.
Kahlan crossed the room, went to the foot of the bed, and sat on Cara’s otherside. She put her arms around Cara as well, and laid her head on Cara’s shoulder.
“Nonsense,” said Kahlan, “comforting our friend is no disturbance at all."
The three of them sat in the embrace for a time listening to the crackle of the fire and feeling its warmth. It was Cara who spoke first.
“I’m alone again,” she whispered.

“You will never be alone” replied Richard. “You will always have us .”

“That is not what I mean…”
Kahlan raised her head to look at Cara. The two of them looked deep into each other’s eyes. The look from Cara stirred the heat between Kahlan’s legs. Kahlan’s heart began to flutter and her breath caught in her throat. Cara turned to look at Richard, his gray eyes penetrating deep within her soul. Richard could see the heat of desire in Cara’s eyes. In a ragged whisper, full of wanton need, Cara spoke.
“Please Lord Rahl I crave to be touched, and to experience passion and pleasure. I need to know I can still feel loved; I need to know there is more to life than this pain.”
Cara’s words were urgent, insistent, and full of longing. Richard looked at Kahlan, she was panting, a thin sheen of sweat glistened on her skin, as her own arousal began to take hold. She nodded to her husband as the thought of watching him pleasure Cara danced behind her eyes. The image induced wetness between her legs.
Richard took his cue and pulled Cara to him. He began to kiss her, softly at first, with their lips barely brushing. As the need grew stronger, they began tugging and nibbling at each other. Cara’s lips parted inviting Richard’s tongue to explore her mouth. As their tongue’s caressed Cara moaned into Richard’s mouth. He broke the kiss and began to lick down her jaw, to the nape of her neck.
Cara turned her head and found Kahlan’s lips. Their kiss was tender and gentle. The

softness of Kahlan’s lips flooded Cara’s senses. Kahlan’s lips parted, this time inviting Cara’s tongue to explore.
The fever of passion was rising between the three of them. Cara and Kahlan both felt the wetness between their legs. Richard’s sex hardened and swelled. Between Richard’s devouring of her neck and Kahlan’s tender kisses Cara could hardly catch a breath, but she dared not stop them. Between ragged gasps she managed two words.
“Confessor….. power."
During the heights of pleasure a Confessor’s power is released. Making love to a normal man or woman would instantly cause that person to fall under her power. This would destroy the person that they were, which is why Confessor’s can never mate with the person they love. Richard was different, because he was already devoted to Kahlan her power couldn’t change him. For a Mord-Sith on the other hand a Confessor’s power is deadly. They are not turned to slaves but simply die in an instant. Richard paused to catch his breath and answer. In a voice brimming with desire he spoke to Cara.
“Cara do you love Kahlan?”

“Yes”

“Would you kill for her?”

“Yes”

“Would you die for her?”

“Yes”

“Would you do these things without thought or hesitation?”

“Yes”.

“Then you are already devoted to her, her power cannot harm you”.
With that they gave themselves over to wild abandon. Cara fell back onto the bed pulling Kahlan with her. They kissed and licked each other, exploring their lips and mouths.
Richard watched for a time as his hardness strained against his trousers aching to be released. Cara’s hands glided nimbly over Kahlan’s form quickly undoing the sash that held the thin night robe closed. Before both their hungry eyes, Kahlan lay completely bare in the firelight. Both Cara and Richard gazed upon her, drinking in the essence of her. Her skin as smooth as monumental alabaster, long shapely legs toned and muscular from years of walking the Midlands. Her thighs creamy and soft to the touch. Kahlan blushed at the way their eyes devoured her. When she noticed their gaze had stopped between her legs she parted them so that they might see all of her. Silky soft tendrils decorated her glistening sex. It was clear that she wanted to make sure that Richard found it desirable. Her pink folds parted ever so slightly, like a flower opening its bud just a little to take in the first few morning dew drops.
Richard raked his fingers back through his hair. As if awakening from a trance Cara again kissed Kahlan. This time it was with a hunger, a need to be sated. Cara bit Kahlan’s lip a bit harder than she meant to and Kahlan whimpered. The shock of pain mixed with pleasure was generating a whirlwind of sensations within her.
Cara began to lick her way down Kahlan’s neck. Kahlan grabbed the bottom of Cara’s night tunic and pulled it off of her as she worked her way down Kahlan’s body. Cara wore no undergarments, so now both she and Kahlan were naked before the Lord Rahl. Cara continued her journey down Kahlan’s torso until she reached her full breasts. Kahlan’s nipples were as hard as one of Richard’s arrowheads. Cara yearned to taste the sweet salty flesh and took Kahlan’s left breast into her mouth, her teeth just grazing the nipple, making Kahlan shutter and writhe beneath her.
Richard did not let his opportunity pass again. He positioned himself to Kahlan’s right and lowered his mouth onto her free breast. The dual sensations of them sucking, licking, and biting her tender flesh drove Kahlan mad with desire. She arched her back wanting more of her breasts in their mouths. Kahlan’s desire was all consuming, her mound flooded with sweet nectar in preparation for what was to come.
Richard moved up Kahlan’s body kissing and licking his way back to her lips, while Cara continued her journey south exploring every inch of Kahlan with her tongue. Kahlan looked down to see Cara’s blonde hair between her thighs, poised just above her throbbing honey pot. Cara looked up with a devilish glint in her eye.
“May I taste you Mistress?” she asked.
Those taken by a Confessor always called her mistress, but hearing it from Cara in the heat of passion, as she looked up into Richard’s gray eyes, she finally understood the true seduction of the word.
“Dear spirits yes… yes!” she moaned.
Cara plunged her tongue as deep within Kahlan as she could. Her head bobbed up and down as her tongue thrust in and out of Kahlan’s overflowing center. Kahlan shrieked, “dear spirits!” as new waves of pleasure crashed through her each time Cara thrust her tongue deep within.
Richard kissed Kahlan's mouth hungrily; he greedily accepted each moan caused by Cara's feasting between his wife's legs. Cara lapped at Kahlan's sweet nectar, alternating between nibbling and licking the soft velvety flesh of her inner lips. Kahlan continued to moan, as her hips began to move and undulate in time with Cara's licking. She reached down with her left hand, placing it on the back of Cara's head, Cara took the encouragement and thrust two fingers deep inside Kahlan; at the same moment she wrapped her lips around the swollen clit at the apex of her sex and began to suckle the pleasure button in earnest. You could hear the slick wetness as Cara's fingers slid in and out of Kahlan. A low guttural growl emanated from Kahlan's throat. She began to thrust in time with Cara's movements the pleasure soaring to a fever pitch within her. This combined with Richard's licking her breasts, neck, and mouth overloaded her senses.
Khalan bucked hard against Cara’s mouth and her body spasmed as a torrent of pleasure exploded from the swollen nub of her clit. Cara continued feasting upon her and working her fingers within the depths of Kahlan’s soaking sex. Kahlan could hear the moans of pleasure echoing in the room and for a moment she wondered who was making them. Then she realized the moans of ecstasy were coming from her. No one had ever before brought her to orgasm with their mouth and yet Cara seemed to do so with a practiced hand and tongue. With one final shudder Kahlan sank into the bed. While Richard was mouthing her breasts Kahlan desperately tried to find words, but it was hard to think when trapped in such a pleasure snare.
"Please," she gasped, "I want to taste you Cara, I want to watch Richard inside you".
Cara looked up from her delicious dessert with Kahlan’s juices glistening on her chin.
“As you wish Mistress,” Cara replied in as lewd a voice anyone could imagine.
Kahlan was finally able to catch her breath as she smiled up at her husband.
“But first I think that we must service Lord Rahl.”

Cara grinned, “As you wish Mistress.”
The ladies slid to their knees on the floor and Kahlan motioned for Richard to stand before them. As he stood the bulge between his legs threatened to rip right through the fabric of his trousers. Kahlan reached up to caress the large bulge and Richard moaned.
“Cara, I do believe I have found Richard’s real sword of truth.” she said playfully.
Cara reached up and rubbed the length of him as well sending another shudder through Richard.
“It is a powerful weapon and he wields it with such mastery.”
Together the two of them opened his trousers and tugged them down. He stepped out of them and they drank in the full beauty of his muscled physique in the soft glow of the fire light. Their eyes moved up and down his strong legs, chiseled abs, broad chest and shoulders. He was quite the specimen of a man. On their knees, they were at eye level with the most impressive part of him.
His cock was at its full attention, veins bulging beneath the soft flesh, the tip already oozing with his pre-cum. The length and girth of his manhood made both Kahlan and Cara’s eyes go wide and they both licked their lips in anticipation. Kahlan wrapped both her hands around his shaft, and still the head was exposed. Cara joined in the melee as she reached up, beneath his shaft, and gently massaged his balls.
“Mistress is truly a lucky woman,” said Cara, her voice hungry with desire.

“I am indeed,” replied Kahlan, grabbing Richard’s hips, pulling him to her and taking as much of him into her mouth as she could. Cara joined in sucking one of his balls into her mouth. Their tongues swirled all around their meaty prize savoring the feel and the taste of him. Richard looked down watching their heads bobbing up and down on his shaft and balls. His knees buckled, he wasn’t sure he could stay upright. Kahlan pulled him closer to her, taking more of him deeper into her throat. Richard’s breath caught in his throat as he tried to speak. All that emerged was a low guttural growl. Cara stopped devouring his balls and with a sly smile commented.
“I think the Lord Rahl is pleased with our service.”
Kahlan nodded and gave and “Mmhmm” while still slurping on her husband’s cock. This sent vibrations right through Richard. His hips began to rock as he started thrusting into Kahlan’s mouth. She greeted each thrust hungrily taking more and more of him into her throat. She nearly gagged on the length of him. Faster and fast he pumped and just as he reached his peak they both pulled back. Richard collapsed to the bed as his release was halted.
“Now my love, it's not time just yet, there is much more fun to be had.” whispered Kahlan.
Kahlan directed Cara to lay on the bed beside Richard. “Are you ready for him Cara?”
“Yes Mistress,” Cara answered.

“Excellent this will indeed be fun,” Kahlan taunted.
Kahlan had Richard move between Cara’s parted thighs and position the head of his cock to Cara’s opening. She herself straddled Cara’s head and lowered herself down to Cara’s hungry mouth. Kahlan moaned as Cara suckled her sweetness.
Kahlan leaned forward and again took Richard into her mouth. Circling the head of his cock with the tip of her tongue, caving in her cheeks she sucked hungrily on him. She purposely made a loud popping sound as she released his cock from her mouth.
“Well Lord Rahl, it is clear you are ready for Cara, but I do not think she is ready for you.” There was a muffled whimper from beneath Kahlan and she grinded her hips in response. She leaned forward, Richard held his breath expecting her to suck him again, but she dipped her head deeper. Her mouth came to rest just above Cara’s heated sex . Kahlan blew her breath across Cara’s steaming center and her hips undulated up to meet the sensation. At Cara’s urging hips, Kahlan began to lick Cara with gusto. Another muffled moan vibrated into Kahlan’s mound.

Kahlan’s tongue explored Cara’s velvety soft folds, as she nibbled and sucked on her taut lips. Richard moaned watching his wife dining on Cara. Kahlan sucked Cara’s clit into mouth and gently grazed the swollen flesh with her teeth and the same time the tip of her tongue massaged the nub. Cara began to buck against Kahlan’s mouth. Cara dug her nails into the creamy flesh of Khalan’s buttocks leaving hot red marks on the smooth alabaster skin. The room echoed with Cara’s screams of ecstasy as she rode the waves of her orgasm. When she finally came down Kahlan looked up and smiled at Richard with Cara’s nectar glistening on her lips. Just as she had hoped the waves of pleasure had flooded Cara’s gate.
Kahlan had her mouth around Richard’s cock sucking on him again, almost ravenous for him. Kahlan noisily slurped and sucked Richard’s cock lapping at the savory pre-cum that seeped from the tip. She popped his cock from her mouth and smiled.
“Now you both are ready.”
Kahlan dismounted from Cara’s mouth, and positioned herself off to the side.
“Now my husband, make our dear friend feel good again.”
Richard grabbed a hold of Cara’s waist, his biceps bulging as he pulled her to him. In response, she spread her legs wider gladly accommodating him. His hard cock plunged deep within her just as his sword thrusts through an enemy. The size of him stretching her filling her. Cara gasped and moaned as she was penetrated by Richard’s impressive cock.
“Dear spirits, Lord Rahl!” she exclaimed.
Cara’s head thrashed side to side as Richard began to slide in and out of her drenched love tunnel. Kahlan watched him claim Cara’s sex, his manhood there one moment and suddenly devoured the next, over and over again. Licking her lips she moved her hand between her thighs to play. Cara bucked her hips in time with Richard’s thrusts. Richard growled as Cara tightened around him.
“Please Lord Rahl…. don’t stop!” Cara begged.
Her begging only spurred him on and he pumped harder and faster. Cara moaned again and again. Kahlan played with herself rubbing her swollen button, her hips moving in time with Cara’s. Cara’s second climax was imminent and she was taking Richard over the edge with her. Kahlan lost in the scene before her found her voice albeit raspy. She reached up and caressed Richard thrusting hip.
“Now now my pet, you may bring release to Cara, but you must hold your release for me.”
Richard looked down at his wife and a shudder swept through him. As only she and Cara knew what that name did to him. Through labored breathing he nodded and replied,
“Yes Mistress.”
Kahlan moved up the length of Cara’s body and lowered her mouth to Cara’s breast. She sucked the supple flesh into her mouth grazing the hardened nipple with her teeth. Cara moaned and shuddered, the feel of Kahlan's mouth on her sensitive breasts, Richard’s hardness delved deep within her, sent her to the precipice of ecstasy and then beyond .
Her whole body shook, she cried out “Dear spirits…. I’m cumming!” Richard grunted as the feel of Cara’s center was milking him; it threatened to take him over the edge but he resisted as commanded by his love. With one final shudder, Cara collapsed into the bed.
“Oh Lord Rahl, Mother Confessor..." Cara panted.
Kahlan smiled, “It’s not over yet dear Cara. You are not the only one who gets release. Just look at poor Richard he’s near to bursting.”
Kahlan moved to face Richard, then glided her hands down his sweat drenched, muscled chest. She kissed her husband with urgent need. When the kiss was broken she whispered into his mouth.
“I want you inside me.”
Richard hungrily kissed her again as he slid his still throbbing member from Cara. Cara whimpered as she felt him depart. Kahlan turned around positioning herself between Cara’s spread legs and Richard. Cara moved up the bed to give Kahlan more room. When she was just far enough away Kahlan grasped Cara’s thighs.
“That’s far enough my dear.”
Kahlan lowered her mouth to Cara's still gushing honey pot and at the same time raised her hips in the air, offering the fullness of herself to her husband. Richard playfully slapped each of her buttocks; causing a little yelp of pleasure and leaving red hot hand prints on her milky skin.
"Oh Richard you are being a very naughty boy. Now stop playing and give me what I need my love. Impale me on that delicious sword of yours!"
Kahlan lowered her mouth to Cara's waiting heat and began to lap up the sweet nectar, eager for another helping of her sensuous dessert. Cara could only shudder and whimper in response.
Richard grabbed Kahlan by the hips and positioned his aching hard on just to the opening of her sex. Slowly he pushed into her wanting to enjoy each sensation. Her heat and wetness surrounded the head of his throbbing member . Her tightness brought a welcome pressure on his love sword. Kahlan still hadn't gotten used to the size of him and she moaned deeply right into Cara; sending vibrations right through her throbbing sex. Cara smiled as she locked eyes with Richard and he pushed deeper into Kahlan.
"The Lord Rahl is certainly well endowed is he not Mistress?" asked Cara.
Muffled moans and Kahlan's hands clawing at the bed sheets were the only reply, as she accepted more and more of her husband's cock. Soon , Richard was sliding in and out of her drenched love tunnel. The friction of his love sword against her inner walls brought them closer and closer to the an earth shattering climax. As much as she wanted to continue to feast on Cara's sweetness, Kahlan could barely focus. She rocked hard back and forth meeting each of Richard's thrusts. Kahlan's mouth formed into a silent "Oh" and her body trembled, as her orgasm built.
Cara reached down and began to play with herself as she watched the pleasure on Kahlan's face caused by Richard taking her from behind. Cara rubbed her sensitive clit and was fast approaching her third orgasm. Their bodies moved together like a sensual ballet. The air smelled of the balsam wood burning in the fire, mixed with sweat and the unmistakable scent of sex. Thier moans and whimpers echoed off the walls in a chorus of pleasure.
Cara begged in hoarse whisper. "May I cum mistress...please?"
Kahlan could only grunt in response as Richard thrust so hard and deep within her that she feared he may rip her apart, yet it felt so good she couldn't bare it if he stopped. Cara was the first to release, with two fingers thrusting in and out of her honey pot while her other hand worked the shiny swollen nub of her clit. Cara's body shuddered and her hips bucked. She screamed as her orgasm thundered through her starting from the apex of her sex and rolling all through her. Her hands continued to work as wave after wave of pleasure cascaded.
The look on Cara's face, the sounds of her pleasure screams, the feel of Richard's hands on her hips, while his sword impaled her over and over again, was too much. Kahlan reached the peak of sexual pleasure and was taken over by the two people she loved the most. Her center clamped down on Richard's hardness and began milking him for all he was worth.
"Don't you dare cum my pet not yet!" Kahlan screamed. Richard could only growl at this command.

"Dear Spirits! I'm cumming!" Kahlan screamed.
Then it happened, an impact to the air, like the clap of thunder with no sound, the concussive force slammed into all three of them. The power shook the bed and knocked bits of stone dust from the walls as the Confessor's power released during the height of passion. For an instant Kahlan was worried about her friend Cara, but as always Richard was right. Having taken the full force of the Confessor's power only seemed to prolong and enhance Cara's already thundering orgasm. With one final shudder Kahlan collapsed on top of Cara, who welcomed her weight and wrapped her arms around Kahlan and pulled her close to kiss her tenderly. After a moment, Kahlan broke the tender kiss and smiled at Cara.
"I think Lord Rahl has earned his reward, has he not?" asked Kahlan.

"Oh he most certainly has and I think we've earned our tasty treat as well." replied Cara.
The girls broke their embrace and turned crawling to Richard. He was standing at the edge of the bed the strain of holding back his climax evident in the rigid way he stood. The girls positioned themselves on either side of his cock and smiled up at him.
"Now my love you have most certainly earned your release." said Kahlan.
Kahlan took the head of him in her mouth and sucked greedily as her tongue swirled around it. The tip of her tongue lapping at the free flowing drops of precum. Cara licked up and down his shaft and alternated sucking each of his testicles massaging them with her lips and nibbling at the soft flesh. Richard moaned and shuddered having to stop his climax twice before made him ready to explode. A low guttural growl reverberated through Richard's chest. The girls positioned their hungry open mouths near the head of his cock. Kahlan grabbed the shaft and began pumping and milking him in earnest. They were hungry for their creamy treat.
With a loud groan he began moving in rhythmic motion with Kahlan's stroking hand. Richard's cock began to jerk causing hot steams of cream to shoot from the tip. Stream after stream erupted from him like a volcano expelling hot lava. Some of the streams landed in Kahlan and Cara's mouths and they gobbled them up greedily. Other spurts landed on their lips, chin and cheeks making quite the creamy sticky mess. The two of them giggled as the cream continued to flow from Richard. Finally as the torrent of orgasm subsided, Kahlan again sucked him into her mouth to get the last few drops of his precious seed. She lewdly popped him out of her mouth and turned to Cara. They began to kiss and lick each other clean of Richard's essence.
When the two finally parted, they moved away enough to give Richard room. He collapsed on the bed between them and rolled onto his back with his arms open wide. Kahlan cuddled on his left side with her head resting over his heart. Cara cuddled his right side with her head on his chest. Kahlan and Cara kissed each other goodnight and smiled. Richard caressed both of them and spoke softly to Cara.
"You see Cara you will always have Kahlan and I."

"Yes Lord Rahl." she replied.
The three of them cuddled together listening to the crackle of the fire until they drifted off to sleep.
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