Strange Allies

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Disclaimer - I don't own any of this aside from Annowe and I have made no money from this story.

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“Oh I am perfectly serious, little one,” Haldir whispered in Annowe’s ear as she felt his desire slowly settle over her. “How better for Legolas to learn how to control his desire and pleasure you completely?”

Annowe laughed nervously. Legolas would never agree to share her with anyone, let alone him. No, she wanted Haldir to demonstrate the technique only to a certain point. She was sure Legolas could figure the rest out on his own.

“Yes,” Legolas murmured, his mind a whirl of thoughts at this new discovery.

Somehow, he had always known he possessed such ability but was not quite sure how it worked. Now he would have the opportunity to learn.

“The more you do it, the better at it you will become,” Haldir told him.

Legolas gazed into Annowe’s eyes and allowed the full desire he felt for her well up inside of him. His trousers grew tighter as he thought of her soft skin yielding to his eager hands again.

Annowe groaned. “Stop it, Legolas! That’s too much! Both of you stop it!”

“What if we say no, little one?” The March Warden breathed into her ear as he pulled her farther back into his lap, his hands on her pelvis, forcing her bottom to rest against his firm bulge. He would have her now. He would have them both.

“Then I will scream for help,” she gasped, closing her eyes, feeling Haldir’s desire caress her as Legolas’ desire crashed brutally against her.

“But I will cover your mouth and no one will hear you,” Legolas whispered and kissed her deeply, sliding his tongue between her parted lips. He wanted her. Wanted to take her right now, in Haldir’s lap.

He could feel the March Warden’s long fingers sliding Annowe’s tunic up so that her breasts were exposed. Legolas broke their kiss and pulled her arms up so Haldir could completely remove her tunic and toss it aside.

Instantly, Legolas began to suckle her and she moaned, writhing against Haldir’s solid form as her arms wrapped around the prince’s shoulders.

“Stop now,” Haldir commanded softly. “Here is where you learn to control your desire and make her beg.”

Legolas tore himself away, his body screaming to merge with hers. He was so hard it was almost painful and she clutched at him feebly before Haldir could wrap one strong arm around her waist, pinning her arms to her sides and holding her still.

“Don’t think of your physical desire,” Haldir murmured to him. “Think of hers. You can control yourself. All that desire you feel, send it to her.” Haldir stroked her cheek as the nymph quivered in his arms. “Like you did before.”

Legolas looked from Haldir back to Annowe. He wanted her immediately but he also wanted to know if this trick would work. His curiosity had gotten the better of him. He concentrated totally on throwing his desire onto her and strangely, he could feel himself growing calmer.

“Yes, that is it,” Haldir said encouragingly. “Now slide back and let me show you how to use this to pleasure her completely.”

Legolas balked at this. “You are going to take her?”

Haldir raised one eyebrow as Annowe sighed heavily in his arms. “I don’t have to take her to make her beg. Taking her is the last step. The first is driving her to madness,” he reminded Legolas. “Watch and I will show you.”

Legolas hesitated, unsure.

“Perhaps we should ask her,” Haldir murmured.

“Yes!” The nymph breathed. “Yes, Legolas, it will be fine. You will see.”

He frowned and reluctantly slid next to her so that Haldir could situate her comfortably in his lap. Gently, the March Warden gathered her hair and pushed it over her shoulder, leaving her naked back exposed to him. Annowe whimpered and reached her hands to Legolas who gently held them as Haldir leaned her over.

Slowly, carefully, Haldir began to touch his slightly parted lips to her quivering skin on her back as Legolas watched in fascination. She could hear the March Warden breathing in her scent and shivered. Then his hand moved to cup her breast and she squirmed against him.

“What are you doing?” Legolas asked softly.

“Her spine is quite sensitive,” Haldir purred. “Her entire body is much more sensitive than even a humans, if you prepare her sufficiently.”

“By throwing your desire on her?” Legolas understood. Yes, it made sense. He could touch her without touching her. That would explain how he could feel her presence and she his.

“Indeed,” Haldir murmured. Lightly he skimmed his lips over her shoulder to nip her sharply on the back of the neck. Annowe let out a gasp of pleasure and wiggled in his lap, pressing her bottom against his growing bulge. Haldir closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath, willing his body to ignore the desire, to push it on to her.

“But you must be careful,” the March Warden warned him. “For she will tempt you. Do not yield to her until you are ready.”

“How will I know when I am ready?” Legolas questioned.

Haldir smiled. “You will know.” He began to trace her spine with his tongue and Annowe whined. Her body was shaking with desire for one or both of them.

“Legolas,” she whispered. “Legolas, please, take me!”

“Only touch her with your lips and tongue,” Haldir advised.

“It is driving me to near madness just to watch her,” Legolas groaned.

“Yes, I know. But when you do finally take her, she will come almost immediately. And very quickly again after that,” Haldir revealed. “The first time will be an experience you will not soon forget and you will want to do it again and again.”

Legolas ran his lips lightly over her chest as he had seen Haldir do on her back and she gasped, struggling slightly. Legolas looked into her eyes, she had a happily dazed look, almost as if she had drunk too much wine.

“Legolas,” she breathed. “You must take me now!” She thrust her chest up to him, straining to get free of Haldir’s iron grasp.

Haldir shook his head. “No, not yet. Not yet,” he smiled wickedly. “She is not quite ready.”

“We are not hurting her are we?” Legolas asked anxiously.

“Does she look like she is in pain?” Haldir questioned.

“Let her go. Please, Haldir, let her go, I want to see what she does,” Legolas whispered.

As soon as he released his grip on her, the nymph flew from Haldir’s grasp, throwing herself on Legolas, her fingers greedily tearing at his clothes as she pressed her body to his. Her strong thighs gripped his legs and she nipped hungrily at his neck and lips as she writhed against him.

Startled, Legolas began to giggle before Annowe drove her tongue into his mouth. Just as he had recovered his senses enough to realize what was happening, Haldir stood up and grabbed the nymph, pulling her off the dazed prince.

“Legolas!” She breathed. “Come to me! Come into me!”

He stared at her in fascination then glanced at Haldir, unsure of what he should do.

“Is she ready yet?” Legolas asked a bit intimidated by this display.

“No,” Haldir chuckled softly. “Now do you believe me?” He ran his hands lightly over Annowe’s spine and kissed her bare shoulders, his eyes never leaving the startled Prince of Mirkwood.

How he wished he could enjoy the feeling of her small hands clawing to remove his tunic, her eager hands pawing at his back as her lips moved hungrily over his muscular chest but he could not. He needed to stay in control. Annowe would never forgive him if he took her without Legolas’ permission. She trusted them both or she never would have succumbed so easily to them.

Legolas nodded in shock as he got to his feet. “Does it get worse?” He wondered.

“Worse?” Haldir laughed, gently restraining the naiad. “Do you not like this?”

“I like it, but it is a bit frightening,” he admitted.

“Why? Which frightens you more, her desire or your own?” Haldir asked softly.

Legolas narrowed his eyes.

“I’m not baiting you, Legolas,” the March Warden murmured, gently kissing Annowe’s throat. “I am asking you if this is what you want. If it is, then we will continue. If it is not then we will end this here.”

“I want to stop now,” Legolas said. He could no longer bear the sight of her kissing Haldir’s exposed flesh.

“Very well,” Haldir said in disappointment. “You will need to take her now.”

“Are you going to watch again?” Legolas asked boldly.

The March Warden grinned. “No, I’m going to join in,” he answered casually, letting go of the nymph so that he could remove his tunic.

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