Strange Allies

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“You are not!” Legolas shouted, ripping off his tunic and grabbing Annowe’s hair, pulling her head back to kiss her roughly. She was his and he wanted her. He managed to kick off his trousers as he kissed her forcefully, willing her to remember his touch.

As soon as she realized he was undressed, Annowe let out a cry of triumph and immediately abandoned Haldir for him, her eager mouth kissing him all over finally closing in on his erect shaft. Legolas hissed and closed his eyes as she began to suck him.

“Why do you not think of her pleasure, Legolas? Do you not understand that it will be he who pleasures her that she will want?” Haldir said softly as he slipped off his trousers.

Legolas opened his eyes. It had been a very long time since he had seen Haldir disrobed and he had forgotten how sleek and muscular the March Warden’s body was. Seeing him now, fully erect brought a flood of memories back to him, not all of them unpleasant and he groaned softly.

Haldir ran his hand up Annowe’s back and she moaned, trying to back up into him even as she kept Legolas in her mouth. Slowly, the March Warden reached under her belly and untied her trousers, pulling them down to her knees. He clenched his jaw with restraint at the sight of her most secret area exposed fully to him. Oh, how he wanted to pleasure her, to touch her swollen lips with his and drive her to the madness that only he could give her. But he needed to control himself for just a bit longer. He slapped her lightly on her firm round bottom and she wiggled.

“Let us see what SHE chooses, shall we? Your pleasure or her own?” Haldir offered and positioned himself so that just the tip of his stiff shaft was touching her wetness. She would have to move away from Legolas in order to slide onto Haldir.

As soon as Annowe felt him, she let go of Legolas and backed eagerly into Haldir, who slid into her with a deep moan and wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her fast to him. He had her! He had her now and could pleasure her! He could have them both! For a split second, he allowed himself to feel the smoldering desire simmering just below the surface of his iron self-control. Yes, he would enjoy this immensely.

“Yes,” she hissed and stood up, her ache finally subsiding as The March Warden slid deeper into her.

Haldir smiled wickedly at Legolas. “I am trying to tell you, my young friend, that you must learn to pleasure HER if you wish to keep her. Are you ready to listen yet?” He bent his head to tenderly kiss the back of her neck as his other hand slid up her belly to squeeze one breast. The impaled nymph writhed leisurely against him as Legolas watched in fascination.

“By teasing her to madness it is pleasuring her?” Legolas asked, moving forward to join them, his anger forgotten. He wanted to make her writhe and moan like that. He had to learn the secret! Even if he had to learn it from Haldir, he must know!

“Indeed,” Haldir agreed. He wanted so desperately to take her and yet he needed to show Legolas. “Remember how she begged you in the garden? You were very close then.”

“Ah,” Legolas answered as his mind turned to that night. Yes, she had begged him and he had given in to her. But it had been too soon.

“Legolas, we will have take her quickly this time, do you understand?” Haldir breathed, barely managing to keep from gasping with pleasure as Annowe thrust herself against him. “I fear I will not have the opportunity to show you everything as she is too far gone now. And so am I, for that matter.”

“Legolas,” Annowe moaned and reached out for him. “Come to me.”

He stared at her - her face was contorted in pleasure and her eyes dark slits. He did fear his own desire and hers. Could he satisfy her in such a state? She seemed physically ravenous and he could tell that Haldir was straining against every instinct to thrust himself into her until he gave his consent.

“Legolas,” she begged. “Please.”

“Very well,” he murmured, moving to take Haldir’s place behind her but she grabbed him, jerking him toward her.

He was confused until he felt her mouth close over his aching shaft and he moaned quite loudly. “No,” he murmured. He wanted inside of her.

Haldir moaned and began thrusting slowly against her, his heart racing as the pleasure from her body flooded his. Oh, how he wanted to enjoy this moment!

“No,” Legolas said again. “It shouldn’t be like this.”

“Why not?” Haldir managed to ask.

“We should be pleasuring her, not her pleasuring the both of us,” he protested.

“Indeed,” the March Warden agreed. “That is what I was trying to tell you before.”

Legolas hissed then gasped as Annowe ran her tongue around the rim of his shaft. One small hand clutched his bottom then tickled the inside of his thigh as her other hand gripped and rhythmically stroked his swollen member.

“Hold on to her,” Haldir ordered softly. “We will make this quick and then I will show you what to do.”

Legolas obeyed, grabbing her shoulders as Haldir began thrusting himself faster against her. She cried out and squirmed as the pleasure surged through her quivering body. Legolas gasped as she increased the pressure to his shaft. He would come quickly and they could begin again.

Haldir moaned and squeezed her thighs, watching the look on the young prince’s face. Legolas knew he shouldn’t be allowing this to happen. Annowe was his and yet, here he was, sharing her with Haldir! He opened his eyes to look at the March Warden. He would learn what Haldir would teach him and he would pleasure Annowe until she could take no more.

“Yes,” Haldir breathed, letting the pleasure overtake his senses. The nymph squirmed against him, her body urging his to climax.

Legolas let out a soft cry as he felt his own climax well up inside of him. “Annowe,” he whined, grasping her hair. His hips began to convulse against her and she squeezed his bottom as he came.

With a swift jerk to her hair, he pulled her head up, driving his tongue deep into her mouth and forcing her farther back against Haldir. She clawed at him, kissing him savagely as Haldir began to shudder and cry out behind her, his fingers digging into her thighs as he came.

Annowe felt as if she were drowning between the two of them, their lithe bodies pressing against her, Legolas’ tongue probing her mouth and Haldir’s contracting shaft deep inside of her. She moaned and writhed happily until she could feel them grow more relaxed as the warm afterglow of climax settled over them.

After a few moments of rest, Legolas gently scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the cushions as Haldir followed them. As he laid her down, she pulled him on top of her and kissed him deeply, thrusting her pelvis up to meet him. Haldir stretched out next to them, sliding his hand up Annowe’s thigh, between their writhing bodies until he found the tender spot between her legs he was looking for.

She cried out as Haldir began to massage her sensitive area between his thumb and forefinger, turning her attention from Legolas to the March Warden.

“Her back,” Haldir reminded Legolas between Annowe’s searing kisses.
Immediately, Legolas understood and began kissing her shoulders and spine, causing her to hiss with pleasure.

“Yes,” she moaned as Haldir’s massaging fingers pushed her closer to climax. “Oh, yes!”

Legolas began to grow more confident and less threatened by Haldir as he concentrated on her pleasure. He slid his hands up her sides, feeling Haldir’s sleek body on the back of his hands and Annowe’s soft flesh on his palms. He sighed, pressing his cheek against her back and squeezing her breasts.

Her body started to shake as Haldir finally pushed her over the edge. Desperately she clutched the March Warden as she buried her face in his neck and her hips thrust convulsively against him as she cried out in release. The two elves shivered at the sound.

Haldir grabbed Legolas’ shoulder and pulled the both of them closer to him, moaning in pleasure. He had them both now and it was just as sensual as he had imagined, the Prince of Mirkwood finally acknowledging his own nature, the amorous nymph writhing between them, willing and more than able to keep up with their desires. Certainly Valinor could be no more pleasurable, he sighed.

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