Meriel pulled her hand away from Fell’s to wipe her own eyes. Her neck was fixed at an odd angle as if an imaginary weight was trying to keep her gaze to the ground. Fighting the weight with all her power, Meriel met my gaze. Her sterling eyes were bloodshot and puffy, and even now, her gaze wavered, struggling to remain straight.
“I…” she started, then fell short. After swallowing a heavy knot, she continued. “I felt the same. Everything just seemed to be falling apart, and watching my precious Fell die in my arms was one of the most heart-wrenching experiences of my entire life. You saved her at the cost of your friend.” She cinched her mouth shut for a moment while blinking away tears. “Just for that alone, nothing can make up for it. And yet you went beyond.
“The Beacon stranded us, Jorn was dead, Fell was injured, and death seemed so close. Hopelessness settled in, and all I could do was weep. And yet you were stalwart and calm, even when you laid Jorn and your friend to rest. You tended to Fell, fed us when your own stomach growled, kept us warm with your bedrolls even when you shivered at night, treated my ankle when I hurt it, burdened great loads for our sake, fought for us. I could go on and on.”
Meriel sniffled and smiled before scooting closer.
“Raiders like us have learned to steel our hearts from the souls we encounter when going into oblivious worlds, to bury the horror and guilt for those we’re abandoning to their doom. Seeing you doing so much, for us…” She shook her head and let out a quaking breath. “I shouldn’t have these feelings, Oliver. I don’t deserve to have them, just like how I don’t deserve your forgiveness. But please allow me one selfish request,” she squeaked around a sob.
Not waiting for the possibility of denial, Meriel leaned over and hooked her arms around me.
“A special place in my heart exists only for you,” she whispered in a pained, strangled voice. “I wanted to tell you that. I’ll always care, even if you loathe my very existence.”
She gave a tight squeeze and lingered for a few short beats. Meriel started to pull away, but then I wrapped my arms around her for a crushing embrace.
“Just… Not yet,” I told her.
The world started to spin out of control, and I clung onto the elf like she was the only thing keeping me tethered. Thoughts slipped away as breathing became my sole focus, to keep from trembling.
“Everything is so fucked up that I feel so lost,” I said into Meriel’s neck. “This. All this. I could barely handle it. You both think too highly of me. I’ve said cruel things to your face, thought about killing you two multiple times, and I even considered abandoning you. The only reason I helped was the selfish justification of my existence. You two were work, something to give me a reason to wake up, something to distract myself from everything.
“I don’t know what to hate anymore, and I just don’t know what to fucking do. I’m trying, I’m trying so hard but it—I…” Trying to find words was like feeling around for something in the dark when you’re not even sure it’s there in the first place. “I want to hate you, both of you, but I just don’t want to let go.” I drew in the deepest breath of my life and let it out like I was deflating, hating how so utterly weak I felt. “I should hate you on principle, but I don’t want to be alone in this new and screwed up world.”
Meriel wrapped me up tight with her body. “If you’re okay with me, then I’ll always be here. Always.”
Fell crawled around and embraced me from behind. “Say what you will about the reasons behind your actions, but I saw the size of your heart.”
For several long minutes, I just sat there, sandwiched between the two women as their warmth penetrated me. The stabbing pain in the side of my head faded into nothing, the sickness in the depths of my gut quelled, and the sense of crippling loneliness began to recede. The mountain no longer felt suffocating, and it didn’t feel like the Null was looming over me like some nefarious demon. For once, in what felt like ages, I was able to drop my guard and feel safe.
I pulled away and wiped my eyes; the girls eased but still maintained their hold. Now that the storm within settled, mild embarrassment set in.
“Sorry about all that,” I apologized.
“Hearts aren’t made of stone, Oliver,” Fell lightly chided. “You’re not weak for having emotions.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know,” I admitted half-heartedly. “But I’m just sorry for being a real asshole.”
Meriel cupped my cheek and rubbed her thumb affectionately under my eye. “You have every right to be an asshole. You could beat me into a bloody pulp or tear the flesh off my back with a whip, and I would deserve every second of it for what we did and what you still gave.” Her eyes grew teary, and she cupped Fell’s cheek with her other hand. “You saved my Fell. For that, I’ll take any punishment to earn your forgiveness.”
I rest my hand over hers, lightly shaking my head. “Thoughts of torture are behind me now, so don’t worry.” The thing she said earlier caught my attention, then I shifted my eyes to the fox-woman behind me. “You say your Fell and my precious Meriel… Um… Are you two…”
The elf smirked and turned her eyes to Fell. To answer my question, she leaned towards the other woman, and they engaged in a passionate, wet kiss just inches from my ear.
“We’re lovers,” Fell whispered playfully. She reached under my arms and lightly ran her fingers along my chest. At the same time, Meriel climbed up onto my lap and settled her hands on my shoulders, desire making her sterling eyes gleam. “She’s the only one for me, but I don’t mind sharing her with you.”
To attest, Meriel mashed her mouth against mine in a hungry, intense way, like she was worried I was going to disappear any second. The heated smooch reminded me of Sanvi, and with the snake-woman’s exotic body in mind, along with Fell’s fingers brushing along my chest and neck, my cock became rigid in a heartbeat.
The elf pulled away. Her olive skin went a tone darker as she widened her legs to press herself against my bulge. Then she began grinding.
“She’s so beautiful, isn’t she?” Fell asked in a sultry whisper.
Yes. Sweet Jesus, yes. Seeing her usually sharp features slack with desire was so sexy. To make it worse, or better in this case, Fell ran her hands over Meriel’s body, running along her tight waist, over her perky swells, and finally looping under the straps of her black leotard. Meriel leaned back and lowered her arms so her lover could pull the fabric down, exposing her aroused pink nipples. The elf moaned and shuddered once Fell began circling her fingers around her hardened nubs.
“Wow, you’re as hard as stone,” Fell enthused as her fingers continued to play.
“H-he’s so hard,” Meriel moaned as she stirred on my lap.
She was right. I felt so unnaturally rigid that it felt like a medical problem.
Not wanting to be on the sidelines any longer, I pushed Meriel back on the mattress and loomed over her, taking a moment to appreciate her features before planting a big one on her lips. The tension in her body said she was surprised, but how her hands clung into my back, and the eagerness in her reciprocating tongue showed that she was perfectly comfortable.
Breaking away from her lips, I went down to her chest and took one of her nipples in my mouth, sinking my teeth lightly. A thick moan was her response. I continued to taste her tender flesh while pulling the leotard lower, eventually getting to her pants.
Warm hands tickled my back as they slid under my shirt, and then Fell’s voice was right by my ear.
“Don’t mind me,” she implored as she continued to work my shirt off.
By the time Fell needed me to raise my arms, Meriel’s belt had come off. As soon as my tee was off, I ripped Meriel’s pants and leotard off. At the same time, the magic rocks in the room blacked out.
“Son of bitch,” I groused, annoyed.
Fell snickered, and I heard her walk away. “I’ll take care of it.”
Moments later, the light in the nearest corner came to life, illuminating Fell’s naked form. The soft light fr
om behind gave the effect of making her look like some deity with her flowing butterscotch hair, tall vulpine ears, and voluminous tail. Her hourglass figure wasn’t as toned as Meriel’s, but she had a little more in the chest and hips department, having the flowing lines that my eyes could follow for days. Her bright hazel eyes gleamed in the sparse light once at my staring.
Meriel got my attention back when she asked breathlessly, “Why’d you stop?”
Seeing her sprawled out reminded me of my almost painful erection. Hastily pulling her clothes from around her ankles, I got my pants unbuckled and down. Meriel watched with heated anticipation. At the feeling of the cold air hitting my aroused flesh, I paused, and then stared at the woman before me. Taking in her alluring form and scars, I wondered how we went from strangers to now. The contempt I clung onto was gone and all that remained was a twisted amalgamation of emotions that loosely resembled confusion; everything just felt so distorted that this all just had to be a dream.
Meriel shifted closer and wrapped her legs around my waist, her thighs warm and inviting, urging me to take the intimate plunge. Abandoning worry and letting my racing mind slow, I adjust myself up to Meriel’s wet haven, and then pushed myself forward.
Meriel’s mouth fell open as the head of my swollen cock slipped past her lips. Then a heavy exhale followed as her wetness allowed the rest of me to bottom out. The pressure of her furnace-like love cave hit me with a surprise wave of euphoria.
“I… nnh… couldn’t stop thinking about the first night,” the elf said between gasps.
Fell ran her hand along my shoulder as she passed. The fox-woman stepped over Meriel's face and then turned around to face me.
Smirking at the woman between her legs, she said, “And I couldn't stop thinking about you since the first night.” Fell ran her hand along her flat belly, over the strip of tangerine hair, and then settled between her pale thighs. She spread her dripping lips, and then shot me a look, her fluffy tail swishing side to side. “I did say share.”
Fell looked back down to her lover, who was mesmerized by the dripping pussy over her and then squatted over the elf’s face. Meriel’s tongue was already reaching for a taste as soon as Fell got settled. Fell chuckled then moaned as her pussy was licked. The fox-woman started pinching and playing with Meriel’s chest while grinding her sex harder her eager lover’s mouth.
Meriel’s pussy tightened around my length and quivered as she worked with her mouth.
“Fuck her well,” Fell panted, giving me a flush-faced smile. “Don’t finish inside this time.” She fell short and moaned once Meriel grabbed hold of her thighs and started tonguing her clit. “J-just tell us… OOh… t-tell us when you’re close.” Fell stopped talking and just enjoyed getting eaten out.
The erotic show got my heart racing even more. Grabbing hold of Meriel’s thighs for leverage, I started to slide in and out of her, getting an immediate muffled moan, which earned a moan from the woman riding her face. The pressure from her hot, silken walls was out of this world, and it only grew better the faster I went. Mind-numbing pleasure took over as my slick shaft worked in and out the elf’s quivering pussy. Being on her back, I didn’t sink as far as I did when taking her from behind, but she was just right this way. My cock would part her tight channel and my head would brush against her lowest point. And the process repeated. And it kept getting better each passing moment.
Fell was enjoying herself immensely, putting on one hell of a show for me. One hand was pinching her own tit, and the other was massaging her clit as Meriel worked her writing tongue nice and deep into the fox-woman’s pink slit. Fell moaned and rocked her hips as her flushed face contorted in pleasure.
Together, we all lost ourselves to the most basic and primal sensations of lust. The weight of the world was crushing, and death loomed so close that this what we needed: to be reminded that we’re still alive.
Fell’s hips started bucking more, along with her tail slashing through the air like a whip. With a shuddering mewl, she hunched over and squirted over Meriel’s mouth, the elf moaning in pleasure while lapping up the nectar. Shortly after, Meriel’s pussy started squeezing and quivering as she started making more muffled cries. After two more thrusts, she reached her own orgasm, bathing my cock in a wave of her hot juices while applying crushing pressure with her velvety walls.
The sensation was so blissful that I almost finished then and there, but Fell’s words rang out in my sex-drunk mind.
“I’m there,” I gasped while pulling out.
Fell climbed off and maneuvered Meriel up and onto her hands and knees. The olive-skinned elf looked up at me as her face hovered inches from cock, still slick from her arousal. Fell got a fistful of Meriel’s bronze locks and pushed her face forward, my cock slipping past her lips and onto the warm bed of her tongue. Then the fox-woman began bobbing the other woman's head up and down my length.
Fell kept her hand on my back to keep me from reeling over as Meriel’s mouth fried my brain. “Don’t worry,” she assured with a salacious smile, “she loves using her mouth. Isn’t that right?”
Meriel hummed her agreement, the sensation tickling my entire shaft. In no time flat, I unloaded into her mouth, and her tongue continued to writhe as I spilled more and more. After one healthy gulp, Meriel released me with a pop, finishing with a light kiss on my head before collapsing onto the mattress.
“Feel good?” she asked with a weak chuckle.
My answer was to force her up and hit her with a deep and hard kiss, the woman’s arms loosely draping around my bareback. Feeling like I was running on fumes, I collapsed with Meriel in the mattress, happy to have her body keep the cold air away.
Fell went over to the neighboring bedrolls and stole the pillows before depositing each one for us. She got comfortable on my other side, and then pulled the blanket over us. The girls linked hands over my stomach, and they each nuzzled into my neck.
“The future may be uncertain,” Fell started, staring longingly at Meriel, “but we’ll face it together.”
“Sounds like a promising future,” Meriel added, her smooth leg, brushing along my calf.
The warm, tender embrace of two women was one of life’s purest pleasures that couldn’t be described. Even so, inklings of doubt trickled the back of my head.
“We’ll see,” I murmured. Closing my eyes, I wrapped my arms around the backs of wither girl and let myself fall. “We’ll see.”
✽✽✽
Exhaling a sharp breath, I sat up with a start, my heart racing and panic surging through me. Before anything else happened, a hand clamped over my wrist.
“What’s wrong,” Meriel asked, sitting up and pressing her close.
“Bad dream?” Fell asked, sitting up, too.
Swallowing harshly, I looked around the darkened room, the faint light from the hall vaguely giving me a profile of the girls.
“I think; can’t remember.” I dragged a hand over my face and then scratched at the stubble on my neck. “Is it morning?”
“No,” Fell answered, her voice sounding assured despite the lack of any windows. “We’ve only been resting for a few hours. Which you should continue to do to help your injuries.”
I lay back, the girls following, and I blew a breath into the stone ceiling.
“Still upset about things?” Meriel asked, a note of worry in her tone.
Running my fingers along her back, I said, “If by things you mean you two, no. Look, everything surrounding us is messy and complicated. There’s no orderly way of figuring this out, but the first step is to get a level head.
“The things that are stressing me out are the Null and that damned Marker. Even in my sleep, I can’t not let problems bug me.” A frustrated sigh left my mouth. “I’m going to destroy it. Me and my big mouth. Saying and doing are two separate beasts. And any asshole can say something.”
“Nuna did mention that,” Fell said. “She said you looked tempted to march down and start banging the Marker with a roc
k.”
“Might be all I can do,” I admitted spitefully.
Meriel lightly ran her nails along my stomach. “Seeing a Marker fall again would fill me would bring me pleasure like no other.” She dropped her head on my chest and gave a wide smile. “You manage that, and no other man would ever compare in my eyes.” Her expression fell as she sighed. “Though it took a score of advance mages last time. The best course of action is to keep our ears and eyes open for a breakthrough with Elesrora against the Null.”
“You saw one of those eye-sores fall?” I asked.
She nodded. “Back when I first conscripted in the Arms of Earus. I was part of the relief force to make the final push on Aimeral— a world that was under siege for almost three years. After a month of hard battling, the mages part of our force unleashed everything they had, bringing balance in our favor and securing us one more much-needed victory.”
“Damn, that sounds nice.” I closed my eyes and tried to picture it. Little joy came from the little fantasy, so instead of brooding over it, I wanted to get something out of the way. “Speaking ears… are you an elf? And Fell… I don’t even know what to call you.”
Fell’s ear flicked, and she giggled. “Humans were the only civilized species on your world?”
It took me a minute to process that. “Civilized as in sentient creatures capable of higher intelligence, yeah.”
“There are a lot of worlds, Oliver, and each typically have their own unique species. Some species, like humans, can populate one world, while another world can be populated by something else. For example, me.” She raised her puffy, tail over her hip. “Beings like me are called beastkin, a wide class that encompasses thousands of different species. Being perfectly honest, I’m so far removed from my native heritage that I don’t know my exact species or genus.”
Biology, eat your fucking heart out.
“Elf, though,” Fell went on. “Why’s that term relevant to my Meriel?”
The woman in question sat up on her elbow. “That was very weird, Oliver. How do you know that word?”
Heart of the Resonant- the Soldier's Tale Page 20