A Paladin's Training Ch. 02

"So, when she arrives," Aran asked cautiously. "You, Jeira and I can...?"

Elaina put a hand behind his head and thrust her chest forward, guiding his mouth to her nipple, which he gently nibbled as she answered. "Yes stud, you can fuck both of us together, and I can reunite with a woman I've thought of often since we were together."

Something about being with the two women together awakened a fire in Aran, and with a growl, he flipped Elaina onto her back, eliciting a delighted squeal from his lover. Bracing himself on extended arms, he began to fuck her properly, with strong, powerful thrusts that emitted a solid smacking sound when their skin met.

Elaina wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her fingers behind his neck, whimpering every time his cock slammed home. "Oh, fuck, that's good!" She moaned. "Are you thinking about fucking me and Jeira, stud? Do you want to watch us together before you fuck us?"

She was on point with her guess; that's exactly what Aran wanted. Elaina's Gift roared as Aran pounded her hot snatch, and his flared in response. The raging tide rose higher than ever before, and Aran found that his Gift was keeping pace with Elaina's, exceeding it, even. Wanting her to feel as good as she made him feel, Aran pushed his Gift against hers, even while his furiously pumping hips picked up still more speed, until he was hammering away at a rapid tempo.

Elaina's prodigious breasts were shaking wildly on her chest as she pushed back to meet every thrust that Aran gave her, timed to perfection. Sensing she was close, and confident that should could take it, Aran reached inside her with his Gift and gave her a good shove, sending her eyes rolling back in her head and her pussy gripping his shaft as if it intended to crush it.

Smiling down at his gorgeous lover and enjoying watching her come, Aran didn't expect Elaina's reply. He was caught off guard as she pushed back, even in the throes of a shattering climax, and he found himself cartwheeling into his own peak of pleasure. He roared as he unloaded himself into her waiting pussy, burst after burst being torn from his body, as if each one was travelling all the way up from his toes.

The last thing he remembered was collapsing on top of Elaina, unable to hold himself upright any longer.

*

Aran awoke first, still lying on Elaina. Whatever had happened between them, it had knocked them both out for long enough that the fire had burned out, only a few smouldering embers remaining among the ash. Elaina was still out, sleeping peacefully, so Aran was careful not to wake her as he pushed himself up, his cock sliding wetly from the warm confines of her pussy, instantly making him want to be back inside her.

Gently, he scooped her up and carried her from the bath house and up to her room, noticing how easy it was to do so. Elaina wasn't a heavy woman, by any standard, but she was strong, and solid. Aran should have at least felt like he was carrying a hundred and ten pounds or so, but his Gift hummed away inside him, lending him all the strength he needed.

Gently laying Elaina on her bed, he covered her with a sheet before quietly stepping from the room and closing the door. From the feel of it, Jeira was much closer than she had been before he passed out. If he had to guess, he would judge her at no more than a few hundred yards, at most, and she was picking up speed.

Through the Bond, she felt excited, and Aran shared the sentiment. Wasting no time, he raced down the hall and bounded down the stairs, not bothering to find clothes before throwing the door open and running out into the midday sunlight. He didn't have to worry about anyone seeing him; this Chapel was as isolated as a place could get, tucked into the back end of the Emerin Forest as it was.

Sure enough, he was only a few strides down the white cobblestones that led from the gate to the front door when Jeira rounded the bend, the slender, raven-haired beauty looking nothing short of stunning even in her simple, brown linen dress. Her long hair was tied back, and she carried a small satchel over her shoulder. When her eyes fell upon Aran, her pretty face broke into a dazzling smile.

"Aran!" She cried, laughing as she ran forward. The Bond carried waves of love as she rushed at him, throwing her satchel to the ground and throwing her arms around his neck.

Aran held her tight, whirling her in a circle and kissing her neck, her face, and her lips. "What are you doing here?" He asked her between kisses. He wasn't questioning her presence, he was merely curious.

"I had to see you again," she breathed. "I couldn't stand it, feeling your presence inside me and not being able to touch you." Her dark eyes gazed into his, vulnerable and loving.

"I'm glad you came," he told her before kissing her again. "Come, let's go inside, otherwise I'll have to take you right here on the path."

"What's wrong with that?" She asked slyly as he set her down and bent to scoop up her brown leather satchel.

"Nothing," Aran replied with a grin. "But we will be far more comfortable inside, believe me."

Jeira nodded happily. "Alright, I like the sound of that. Lead the way, handsome. I want to watch that bottom of yours while you walk!"

Aran chuckled as he started for the Chapel. "Fair's fair, I suppose."

"Should I even ask why you're naked?" She enquired playfully, carefully keeping pace a step or two behind him.

"We'll get to that," Aran said enigmatically. "What's in this?" He asked her, holding the pack up without looking back.

"I brought you some food. Pumpkin and corn, mostly. I have no shortage of it, so I thought you might like some."

Stopping at the doorstep, Aran turned and kissed her tenderly on the cheek. "Thank you." He didn't know why, but to him, a woman bringing food spoke volumes of how much she cared for you, and even if he could feel it through the Bond anytime, it still felt special. Taking Jeira's hand, he led her inside and closed the door behind them. The moment the latch clicked, she was upon him again, kissing him madly and reaching for his cock, which rapidly hardened under her insistent stroking.

Aran's Gift crackled through him, his desire spurred on by the lust that was flowing through the Bond from Jeira. She broke the kiss to attack the buttons of her dress, but Aran wasn't in the mood for waiting. Gripping the neckline, he ripped the garment down the middle, the fabric tearing easily in his hands.

"Oh, my!" Jeira giggled, looking down at herself, her dress hanging in tatters, her firm, modest breasts bared. Aran pulled the dress the rest of the way off, rendering her pale, slender body naked.

"That's better," he growled, taking her in his arms again. Jeira jumped up to wrap her legs around his waist as he walked to the dining room, using his Gift to navigate the way without having to use his eyes. Reaching the long, dark-wood table, he rested her bottom on the smooth surface.

"Are you going to fuck me right here on the table?" She asked him smokily. Her breath was coming in pants, and her eyes were lidded with arousal. Through the Bond, Aran could feel her need, the aching wetness between her legs.

"Is that what you want?" He rasped, his own desire greatly heightened from feeling hers. It was like the Bond was magnifying the emotions several times over.

She nodded, resting back on her hands and spreading her slender thighs wide. "Come fuck me, Aran. I want your cock!" Aran could see her lower lips glistening with moisture beneath the small patch of dark hair that decorated her mound. Impatient, Jeira reached down and grasped his turgid shaft, pulling him toward her needy pussy.

Aran let her guide him, his Gift roaring like thunder as the heat from her sex touched the crown of his cock. He slipped in easily, Jeira easily wet enough that there was little resistance to his entry.

"Gods, that's so good!" She cried as he pushed ever further. Like last time, Aran could feel her pleasure as well as his own, and the same went for Jeira, which meant that the sex was almost otherworldly. Jeira lay fully down on her back, stretching her supple body out across the table, giving Aran permission to do whatever he liked. Her firm breasts shifted slightly as he began to fuck her, her wet pussy trying its best to hold onto him with each back-stroke and then surrendering deliciously with each new thrust.

As much as he was enjoying this, a troubling concern raised itself in Aran's mind; was Jeira naturally this uninhibited, or had Aran changed her somehow with the Bonding? Was she really herself, right now? Or was she different because of him?

She must have sensed his mood, for she immediately sat up, leaning back on her hands, concern in her large, brown eyes. "What is it?"

When Aran tried to step backwards a little, Jeira tightened her legs around his waist, keeping him embedded inside her. He sighed in resignation, unable to make himself break free. "It's this power I have, Jeira," he began. "I worry that I've somehow changed you, made you different from who you truly are."

She searched his face for long moments before answering. "You have made me different." Aran's heart sank, but she had more to say. "I've never felt more alive, more a woman, than I have since I met you, Aran. Whatever happened between us yesterday was meant to happen, and I truly believe that. I feel free, and loved, and happy, and I would never willingly go back."

"What about your husband?"

"I think our marriage would have fallen apart sooner or later," she told him. There was a touch of sadness in her expression. "I love him, but sometimes people just aren't meant to be together. With or without your appearance in my life, I don't think we would have last much longer."

Aran wanted to believe her, but if his power could alter minds, couldn't she believe what she was saying even if it wasn't true? While he was thinking of what to do next, a pair of arms snaked around him from behind, and the unmistakable feeling of two very large breasts pressed into his back.

"Relax, stud," Elaina cooed into his ear, caressing his chest with her fingertips. "She is still herself. All you have done is give her the gift of being able to share herself fully with you, and whomever else she chooses to."

Hearing his mentor's words, Aran felt a great weight lift from his shoulders. He stayed focused on Jeira's lightly freckled face, and Jeira beamed first at him, then Elaina, who was resting her chin on Aran's shoulder.

"Hello, honey," Elaina greeted the other woman.

Jeira grinned wickedly. "I was hoping you were home. Get over here."

Chuckling, Elaina moved to stand at the table to the left of Aran, who was still balls deep in Jeira. Bending her head, the sexy Paladin planted a heavy kiss on the other woman's mouth. In answer, Jeira put an arm around Elaina's flaring waist and pulled her in close, bringing her other arm across to palm a mountainous breast.

Aran watched, transfixed as his two lovers passionately kissed and fondled one another. His Gift surged, singing in time with Elaina's as he grasped Jeira's slender thighs and began to pump her clenching pussy. Jeira was moaning constantly into Elaina's mouth as they kissed, and Aran couldn't resist moving a hand from her pale thigh and over to Elaina's luscious ass, which he squeezed possessively.

The curvaceous Paladin wiggled her bottom in response, giggling against Jeira's lips as Aran snaked a finger between her pliant cheeks to find her rear hole. At the same time, Jeira's hand trailed down from Elaina's rotund breast, over her flat belly to her smooth pussy, where she deftly inserted two fingers.

"Oh, fuck!" Elaina moaned, throwing her head back as Aran and Jeira finger fucked her in both holes. "You two are driving me crazy!" Leaning toward him, Elaina planted a searing kiss on Aran's mouth, her tongue eagerly seeking his. Aran kept pressing his middle finger deeper into her ass, and she responded positively, whimpering into his mouth. He could feel Jeira's fingers inside her, pumping in and out with increasing vigour.

Aran's Gift told him that the women were ready for a change, so he gently pushed Jeira back so she was lying flat on the table, her slender body laid out like a sexy banquet. Taking his finger from Elaina's ass, he broke their torrid kiss to deliver instructions, all the while continuing to steadily fuck Jeira. "Climb on the table, I think Jeira wants to taste that sweet pussy."

"Yes, please!" Jeira exclaimed with a giggle, bringing the fingers to her mouth that had been inside the busty Paladin. "I don't know how, but she tastes like honey!"

"Mmm," Elaina purred, biting his lower lip gently. "I love it when you take control." She bounced up onto the table and turned to face Aran before putting a knee on either side of Jeira's head. Falling forward onto her hands, she kissed Jeira's stomach tenderly before looking at where Aran's cock was parting the other woman's pussy lips. Looking up at Aran, she opened her mouth, sending him a very clear message.

With a grin, Aran pulled his cock free of Jeira's clenching snatch and groaned as Elaina immediately took it into her mouth, swallowing him to the root. Whatever Jeira was doing underneath her was making her moan, and the vibrations from her throat were most pleasurable. Aran realised that Elaina's Gift would forestall her need to breathe, so he took his time fucking her throat, and reached down to squeeze the pillowy breasts that hung beneath her.

"Aran!" Came Jeira's voice from under Elaina's ass. "Please fuck me more! I want to come on your cock!"

Elaina pulled her mouth from Aran's meat with a satisfied sigh. "Relax, honey," she assured the slender girl. "I got you!" Grasping his slick cock, she angled it back down until Aran was reinserting himself into Jeira's waiting pussy.

"Yes!" Jeira cried as he buried himself in her once again. She said more, but the words were unintelligible due to her face being planted in Elaina's tasty snatch. Aran picked up his pace, and soon Jeira was coming, her pussy clenching him tightly as she quivered beneath Elaina, her cries muffled as she kept pleasuring the Paladin, even through her climax. Elaina watched avidly from close range as Aran's cock continued to spear into Jeira, leaning forward to lick her clit from time to time.

"I can't wait to have that piece of meat in me again," Elaina purred, looking up at him with lust-filled eyes.

"Soon, my love," Aran told her, caressing her flaxen hair with one hand while she kissed his stomach lovingly. Sensing that it was time for Jeira to have a short break, Aran told Elaina to turn around, which she happily did, presenting her round, delicious rump to him, her pink rosebud and glistening folds calling his cock like a flame calls a moth.

Aran had planned on fucking her spectacular pussy again, but couldn't resist the alternative. With Elaina on all fours on the table, he wasn't high enough to make the angle work, so he stepped back, freeing himself from the sweet confines of Jeira's sex, and ordered Elaina to climb down and stand between Jeira's spread thighs. Again, Elaina obeyed, and she was soon leaning forward, her hands on the table, her ass pointed at Aran, and her pendulous breasts hanging down onto Jeira's flat belly.

Reading Elaina's Gift first to make sure she was alright with it, and finding no resistance, Aran pressed the crown of his cock against her puckered asshole, finding that although tight, he began to slide in almost immediately, her Gift keeping her slick for his entry.

"Oh, Gods!" Elaina cried, pushing her ass back, trying to get him deeper. "He's fucking my ass, Jeira!"

"That's so hot!" Jeira said excitedly. "I have to see!" Scrambling out from under the Paladin, Jeira hopped down off the table and pressed herself up against Aran's side, putting an arm around his waist and watching his cock disappearing into Elaina's back passage. "I've never done it like this before," Jeira said, watching transfixed as Aran began to slowly thrust in and out. "Can you fuck me like this later?"

Aran groaned at the thought of taking Jeira's tight ass. Up until today, he'd never even considered fucking a woman's ass, yet now he was fucking Elaina's, while Jeira was asking him to do hers! If Aran ever met Aros in person, he resolved to fall on his knees in humble thanks to this great god. "I would love to spear your hot little ass with my cock, my love," he told Jeira, leaning down to kiss her possessively while he increased the pace of his fucking, tightening his grip on Elaina's ample hips.

"Blow in my ass, Aran!" Elaina wailed, her luscious cheeks rippling as Aran began to slam home harder. Breaking the kiss with Jeira so he could focus, Aran started to give the busty Paladin a solid fucking.

"She looks so good like that," Jeira purred, running a hand along Elaina's fit back, then reaching down to palm a swaying breast. "I want some of these tits on me!" She declared, clambering back up onto the table and sliding beneath the wailing Paladin, spreading her legs to either side so she could get her face level with Elaina's opulent breasts. Capturing the pale orbs in her hands, Jeira began to lick and suck Elaina's stiff, pink nipples, alternating between them.

Aran wanted to feel what it was like to come inside a woman's ass, and so he did. Pulling Elaina back against him hard, he roared as he let himself go, his hot seed spraying the walls of his sexy mentor's rear passage.

"Oh fuck!" Elaina screamed as her muscles clenched, threatening to snap Aran's cock in half, or at least that's what it felt like to him. She reached a hand back between her legs and massaged Aran's balls as hic cock continued to fire, his Gift responding to Elaina's desires -- she obviously wanted a big load. "Pull out and cover us in come!" She demanded.

Aran complied, and Jeira seemed perfectly happy to mirror Elaina when the gorgeous Paladin spun round to perch her ripe bottom on the table. Leaning back on their hands, the two women thrust their chests out as relentless ropes of come shot forth, painting the two women with long streaks of fluid. This must have been something of a fetish for Elaina, for she moaned wantonly and seized her tits, smearing Aran's juice across her skin. Turning to Jeira, Elaina kissed her deeply before bending to lick up the come off her pert tits and belly. Jeira followed suit, and soon the two women were competing for who could clean whom off the fastest, using only their tongues.

Aran watched, not fussed that they seemed to have temporarily forgotten him; he was happy just to witness these two beauties enjoying one another. For fun, he reached out with his Gift and gave them both a sharp nudge, though he dulled Jeira's a little, as he didn't want to overwhelm her. Elaina, however, as a trained Paladin, could surely handle it.

As one, both women screamed and clutched each other as they came hard, their naked bodies convulsing as unexpected waves of pleasure crashed through them. "Fuck!" They cried in unison, their eyes closed and their faces flushed as they collapsed to the floor, no longer able to support themselves on quivering legs. They curled up together on the floor, holding each other as their spasms gradually lessened.

Aran looked down at his two lovers, who were apparently dropping off to sleep right there on the rug that ran the length of the room. "Maybe I went too hard," he said to himself, not quite expecting the dramatic result that had occurred. Making a note to learn more control, he scooped up Jeira and carried her up to his room, cleaning her off with a towel before tucking her into his bed. He did the same with Elaina, but put her in her own bed, as there was more room.