Flight of The Harpy's Heart

Chapter xx: Three Way

The hay beneath them crackled with each thrust, a dry symphony accompanying the storm brewing above. Laura was a whirlwind, a force of nature on top of Aden. He'd never seen her like this - fierce, demanding, her hips moving with a rhythm he couldn't quite grasp.

"Oh... mhh... fuck me, master," Laura breathed, her voice husky with desire, a stark contrast to her usual timid demeanor.

Aden felt a surge of exhilaration mixed with confusion. He was used to Indry, her gentle touch, her whispered pleas. Laura, however, was a different beast entirely. Her hands, usually delicate, now squeezed his manhood with a surprising strength, making him gasp and arch his back.

"Laura, don't," he pleaded, his voice a strangled whisper, as he felt himself reaching a dangerous precipice. He needed to slow down and regain control. He hadn't felt this out of control in years.

"You're more talkative during sex," Laura chuckled, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she continued her relentless assault. "I like it."

Aden found himself captivated by her gaze, a stark contrast to the firestorm of her movements. "Really?" he managed to stammer, his voice thick with desire.

"Yes," she replied, her voice a throaty purr, before twisting her hips again, sending another jolt of pleasure through him. He tightened his grip on her waist, desperately trying to hold back the inevitable.

He could feel his muscles tightening, his back arching, his groin pulsating. The dam was about to break.

"Hnngh," he groaned, feeling the explosion inside him, a wave of hot energy surging into Laura's depths. He lay back, spent and bewildered. He'd given everything, yet it was over before it truly began.

"Sorry, I didn't—" he began, but Laura silenced him with a soft kiss.

"It's okay," she whispered, her voice laced with amusement, "At least you're better than that meek one."

Aden felt a pang of disappointment. He'd thought Indry was the one who could bring him to his knees, but Laura, this woman he'd always considered timid, had finished him in a fraction of the time. He'd danced with Indry for candlemarks, but with Laura, his reign had been short-lived.

He was left wondering what else this untamed side of her that she had, what other secrets she was keeping, the answer buried beneath the rustling hay and the lingering scent of passion.

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The hay beneath them rustled a soft counterpoint to the rapid beat of Aden's heart. Laura was a nympho like his mother. A wildfire, consuming him with a heat he hadn't felt in years. He rolled to his side, catching her gaze.

"God, with that sex drive, you could finish three strong men," he chuckled, a mix of awe and disbelief in his voice.

Laura simply smirked, a knowing glint in her eyes. "You have no idea," she purred, settling on his chest, her weight a comforting pressure. He could feel the warmth radiating from her, a tangible reminder of the passion that had just consumed them.

"Actually, I was pretty aroused when I saw you with Eugene in the forest glade," Aden admitted, a touch of jealousy creeping into his voice.

"Pfft, that was unfortunate," Laura scoffed, her tone laced with amusement. "We did that in the glade because I was thinking about you."

Aden's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "How so?"

"I also got aroused and I wanted you," she explained, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "But you were nowhere to be found, so I asked Eugene and took him to the woods."