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Sweet and Sour is My Jam - The Story Continues	By : amorridens Category: Misc Books > Threesomes Plus Views: 1160 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Soul Stone War, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from writing this.

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How in the world did you end up in this situation? Your face is about to burst into flames, and Daelynn is almost howling with laughter at your expression, while Morkai wears a dark smirk, eyes scorching hot.
Straasa, of all people, is the one causing you such distress. The traitor. He acts all sweet, but dig a little deeper, and you’ll find a man that can be just as devilish as his red-haired partner. Gods, what you have you gotten yourself into?
When Straasa and Morkai had finally deemed that you were healthy enough to keep traveling, your party managed to find a village with an inn. Everyone had been positively giddy for the opportunity to sleep in a real bed and get cleaned up from the road. After settling in, you and your companions had met in the common area to get food and drinks. Finding a table to fit everyone, Straasa had swiftly claimed the seat next to you, forcing Daelynn and Morkai to sit down across from the two of you.
While everyone was busy with their food, Straasa grabbed his mug of ale in one hand, slipping the other one onto your leg under the table. This made you smile, but you kept eating, not expecting his next course of action. His long fingers began to trace up and down your thigh, ever so slowly inching their way inward and upward. After several passes, he made the briefest and lightest of touches against your core. Which caused you to promptly jump about a foot in the air and start choking on the bite you had been attempting to swallow. Which led to your current situation of being laughed at by your companions.
Even Straasa is attempting to hide an amused smile behind his mug. You had no idea that he could even be that forward! In public, too! He even has the audacity to continue stroking your leg, although his hand has traveled into more appropriate territory for your environment.
Once you settle back down, your eyes meet Morkai’s green ones, and the heat in them just about makes you fall out of your chair. Oh my. There’s that caught rabbit feeling again. Something tells you that tonight is going to be memorable.
Images flash through your head, and you don’t even bother to try and pull your mind out of the gutter it’s currently splashing around in. You’re quite enjoying the scenes that your imagination is conjuring up, thank you very much. Meeting your redhead’s gaze again, you boldly start to slide your foot along his and then make a slow trek up his calf before following the same path in reverse. The smirk that grows on his face is absolutely dripping with wickedness. You’re not sure how much longer you can take this build-up happening between the three of you.
Draining the rest of your ale quickly, you stand. “I’m heading up. Goodnight, Daelynn,” you tell the elf, before sliding your eyes to meet green and then blue. Then you turn around without a backwards glance and start up the stairs. You know for a fact that they are burning with anticipation just as badly as you are. They will follow.
Before you even make it up two steps, you hear their quickly muttered goodnights to Daelynn, who is snickering, and then the scraping of chairs across the floor. A wide grin spreads across your face at the sound.
Morkai is the last one through the door of your shared room and he practically slams the door shut before turning around and striding towards you with single minded determination.
He looms over you, grabbing a fistful of hair at the nape of your neck and keeping you still while his lips hover over yours, his hot breath fanning over your face. You drape your hands on his chest, running your fingers over his jerkin and try to start on his buckles, but his free hand grabs both of yours and he tsks at you.
“Now, now, Rosalie. I didn’t say you could do that yet.” You lick your lips and try to kiss him, about ready to drown in your desire, but the hand in your hair holds you steady. “So eager, hmmm?” His voice is deep and rough with arousal. “Is there something that you want from us?” Oh, gods, is he going to make you say it? You swallow thickly, and try to get away with just nodding, but he isn’t having any of it. “What do you want, doll? How are we supposed to know unless you tell us?” He trails his nose down your jaw unhurriedly, driving your mad with the light touch.
You glance at Straasa and recognize that you and Morkai have his complete attention. He is watching you with half-lidded eyes, practically panting with want as he watches Morkai take control of you. “I want you to touch me,” you grind out, and the redhead grins at you evilly.
The thumb on the hand holding yours slowing traces a line on your wrist. “I am touching you.” He releases your hands so that he can gently trace your shoulder and arm. You feel like your body is on fire and the only way to quench it is to get their skin against yours. Embarrassment be damned, you’ll do whatever it takes to make that happen.
“Gods, I want you to fuck me!”
The redhead grins in triumph at your outburst, and then bends down to claim your lips in a fiery kiss, biting down harshly on your bottom lip. His hands pull you fully against him, allowing you to feel how much he desires you, rewarding you for your compliance. When a groan tears from your throat, he releases you completely and takes a step back. His eyes are blazing hot when he addresses you next. “Then be a good girl and let Straasa take your clothes off for me.”
At Morkai’s words, Straasa steps up to you and clashes his lips against yours in a rough kiss. You open up and his tongue eagerly strokes against yours. You are starting to run out of breath when he pulls back to begin frantically removing your outerwear.
As your blue-eyed lover starts to work on your pant laces, Morkai runs a light hand down Straasa’s spine, causing him to shiver. The redhead bends down and lightly nips at Straasa’s neck. “Straasa, I didn’t tell you that you could kiss our doll. I really should punish you for acting out of turn, but I suppose I can let it slide this time, since you were so good while waiting on me and Rosalie.” This time a groan escapes the dark-skinned man’s lips at the words. Seems like Straasa enjoys Morkai’s controlling and possessive nature as much as you do.
When it comes time to remove your undertunic, Straasa’s desperate hands slow down and you enjoy the feeling of his fingers lightly skimming your skin as he pulls the garment off. Goosebumps raise up on your arms as the air hits your bare skin. You are left wearing only your breast band and smallclothes.
“All the way, love,” Morkai whispers to Straasa. Your more reserved lover slowly reaches for your remaining clothes with shaking hands. Once you are completely bare, both men take a step back and drink the sight of you in, pupils blown wide in desire.
“Get on the bed, doll,” Morkai barks out in a rough voice. You quickly make your way over before laying down on your back, looking up at your two loves. The redhead gives you his next instructions. “Now, I’m going to do undress Straasa, and you are going to touch yourself where I’m touching him, won’t you, gorgeous?”
Mutely, you nod in understanding, your head getting lost in a haze of lust. Morkai steps behind your blue-eyed man and gently runs his hands across his clavicle and you mimic the motion, fingers trailing across your overheated skin. Green eyes sharply follow the movement, making sure that you are following his orders, before he moves on. He drags his hands down Straasa’s chest, unbuckling straps as he goes, and you mimic the movement, sliding your hands down the sides of your breasts and ribcage. And so it continues as Morkai strips Straasa of his outers, both men’s hot gazes on you as you touch yourself.
When Straasa is left in only his undertunic and underpants, Morkai turns it up a notch. His fingers skim against Straasa’s chest before roughly pinching his nipples. This elicits a guttural moan and a hip thrust from the man and you quickly follow suit as your nipples are similarly abused by your own hands. The redhead quickly strips the top piece of clothing off before grabbing Straasa’s jaw in one hand to place a searing kiss on his lips, trailing the other down below the blue-eyed man’s hips.
Your eyes almost roll back from the sight of Morkai gripping Straasa’s member through his underpants, hand jerking on him in a quick rhythm. Straasa doesn’t look like he’ll be able to stay standing for much longer and is rubbing his hips backwards into Morkai. You are suddenly glad that you yourself are already laying down because you are finally rubbing the hottest part of you, the part absolutely throbbing for some type of stimulation.
You gasp when you feel someone crawl on top of you, and you open your eyes – when did you even close them? - to see Straasa, wild-eyed and on his arms and knees above you, completely naked.
He throws a leg between your thighs and you start to rub against him, needing the friction.
“Doll, you don’t want to disappoint me when you’ve been being so good do you? I’d hate to have to deny you what you want.” You immediately stop your moving hips when Morkai’s voice hits you with its false sweetness. Looking over, you see him quickly striping down to match your and Straasa’s state of undress.
But, oh, you think you’ll go mad if you don’t have one of them soon. He moves over to you and Straasa once he’s naked and you note that his member is already dripping. He’s needs it just as bad as you.
He smirks at you as he pointedly moves Straasa off of you and to the side. “You wait for it, hmm? No touching.” Then he grabs your dark-skinned lover by the hair and forcibly moves his head down to his groin. Straasa eagerly takes the redhead into his mouth, cheeks hallowing out as he sucks along his member. Morkai thrusts further into Straasa’s mouth, taking control of the blue-eyed man’s movements by pulling on his locs, your dark-skinned lover grunting in response.
You are so overwhelmed, fingers twitching to touch either them or yourself. Watching them, you’re practically crying out and shaking in need. “Morkai, please.” This cruel, beautiful man has reduced you to begging.
Green eyes slide over to you, and the redhead smirks and pulls out of Straasa’s mouth with a pop.
“Well, since you asked so nicely. But first, I want you to grab Straasa’s cock.” You gladly obey, feeling the hard yet smooth member under your fingertips as you rub it, smearing the liquid around his dripping tip, and earning a moan of satisfaction from him.
While you’re still enraptured with holding Straasa’s most intimate part for the first time, Morkai lifts one of your legs and starts to press into your wet heat. Your attention snaps back to him, and he holds your gaze as he slowly fills you up, giving you time to adjust to him.
“Ah!” Your hips jerk involuntarily at the feeling of being full, and you hear a gasp from Morkai.
“Gods, you’re so tight,” he grinds out, and the words only serve to make your body clench down on him even more. He reaches out and wraps his large hand around yours on Straasa’s member. When he finally starts to thrust into your aching core, he matches the movements with strokes up and down the cock in both of your hands.
You hear the slap of Morkai’s hips against yours and moaning, but you have no idea who it’s coming from anymore. It could be all three of you, your mind is too far gone in pleasure to know for certain. Morkai’s mouth comes down and starts to firmly suck on your pebbled nipple.
The tension inside of you becomes more and more taut. You feel like you could snap at any second, when your cruel redhead decides to pull away, leaving you empty and on the brink. You cry out in dismay, but you aren’t left wanting for long. Morkai moves Straasa to replace him. “Take her like I know you want to, love.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice, and he buries himself inside of you with a quick thrust of his hips. He hooks one of your legs over his shoulder, pushing inside even deeper, causing your eyes to cross at the sensation. Straasa begins to move at a frantic pace and you know you’re making obscene noises, but you can’t bring yourself to care.
Then Straasa’s hip movements falter and stop, and he lets out a loud groan. You look behind him and see Morkai’s cock, slick with your arousal, pressing up against Straasa’s backside.
Oh. Gods. You think you might pass out.
Morkai starts running soothing hands over Straasa’s quivering form, and soon he starts to relax. You watch, fascinated, as Morkai’s hips slowly push forward and finally meet up with Straasa’s, filling him to the hilt. You can feel the cock inside of you twitching with pleasure.
Fuck, you don’t think you’ve ever been this turned on in your entire life. Desire burns within you from the inside out, setting every last part of you in a blazing fire that you never want to leave. Judging from their faces, your lovers feel the same.
After Straasa adjusts to the new intrusion, Morkai begins to jerk his hips, pushing and pulling Straasa as he needs, causing him to move inside of you. Straasa’s fingers on your hips tighten, almost painfully so.
The thrusting intensifies. Harder. Faster. Morkai grabs Straasa’s locs and yanks on them roughly, causing him to arch his back. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Straasa never cusses, so it reveals how overwhelmed he is. You’re right there with him. Gods, just a little more!
Then Morkai reaches around Straasa’s hip and pinches your clit, and you see stars. You clench around Straasa’s cock as your body releases all of the tension that has been building. This causes a chain reaction of Straasa coming inside of your clenched walls, which in turn allows Morkai to find his release after a few more thrusts, as Straasa’s body spasms around him.
The two men pull their bodies away and slump to either side of you. Exhaustion floods through your overstimulated body and a silly laugh escapes your lips. After catching his breath, Straasa starts to join you, happy and satisfied. Morkai rolls his eyes, and gets up but even he can’t hide the smile on his face.
After cleaning up briefly, you and your two men cuddle up under the sheets, the press of bare skin against bare skin better than you could have ever imagined. Fatigue quickly pulls you under, but not before you press a soft kiss to either man’s cheek.
Gods, you’re a lucky woman.
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