Chapter 78: We’re Drunk***

Solomon and Jiaoying entered the bedroom at the same time.

They found Yari drawing her curtains closed with her back facing them.

When she finished, she slowly began removing her jewelry and placing it inside her nightstand.

Her body was magnificent when laid bare.

Full, pronounced curves captivated the man and woman standing in her doorframe.

“…Are you both going to just stand there gawking?”

Yari slowly turns around, rubbing her arm awkwardly.

“I suppose I am flattered, but… I’ve taken quite a large leap out of my comfort zone, so I’d appreciate it if one of you would do something to make me think less…”

Solomon and Jiaoying shuffled on their feet uncomfortably.

“Have I… misread the situation?” Yari swallowed.

“N-No..!” Jiaoying blurts.

“Not at all.” Solomon denied. “It’s just… Are you sure that you-”

“Elves are as sexually compatible with humans as any other race.”

“Yes, but…”

“I know what it means to lie with you both, and I made the decision to undress anyway. So would someone please do something before I murder you where you stand..!”

The attraction Solomon and Jiaoying felt for Yari was multiplied.

Yari was the least experienced person here, and yet she was making the greatest effort.

Solomon wouldn’t continue to make her wait.

He silently closed the door behind him and began to undress.

He could feel Yari’s eyes running across his skin. The electricity in the air made his hair stand on end.

Yari seemed to find that he wasn’t getting undressed fast enough. She crossed the room without making a sound and began fumbling to unfasten his belt.

As his pants fall to the ground, Yari flinches slightly.

The searing rod that presses against her stomach promises a daunting challenge.

This is not Yari’s first time seeing Solomon in the nude. However, seeing him fully aroused was an entirely different spectacle.

Similarly, Jiaoying is also rendered quiet for the first time that day. Her mind is painted white at the sight of the two naked bodies before her.

The knight had only ever lain with one person in her entire life. And the two before her were completely unlike theirs.

Yari’s body was the opposite of her own. She was soft, with just the right amount of fat and curves luscious enough to drool over. Her large breasts were gilded with golden piercings that made them appear even more tantalizing.

Just the same, Solomon was like a mountain instead of a man. His body was firm, yet his mahogany skin was unfairly soft and smooth to the touch. Jiaoying must have run her gaze across every strand of hair, every muscle, and every vein that pressed against his skin.

Her body heated up until her remaining clothes felt suffocating. Her hands fumbled across her shirt looking for the buttons.

Solomon lifted both women and carried them towards the bed.

Yari was a bit flustered when somehow, she ended up the only one on her back.

Solomon and Jiaoying each took one of her breasts into their mouths. Though she did not know why. Much of human sexual activity still eluded the elf.

“I… am not lactating. I do not understand the point of-”

“Yari..?” Jiaoying said breathlessly.

“Yes..?”

“Shut up…” Solomon finished.

Yari no longer questioned what was being done to her. She had enough trouble trying not to make a disgraceful sound.

The feeling of their tongues rolling around her nipples was mind-expanding.

She almost cried when she felt the new sensation cease without warning.

A subtle wave of jealousy arose in her when she looked up to find Solomon and Jiaoying kissing again.

She selfishly wanted to tell them to focus on her. But the words would not leave her lips.

The longer she watched them kiss, the more she became aware of a strange feeling within her chest.

She was at the very least aware that she did not hate what was happening. Though thinking about it any more deeply would have likely given her a revelation that she wasn’t ready to confront.

Solomon, perhaps by instinct, was much more aggressive with Jiaoying than he was with her. It wasn’t hard to see why.

Jiaoying’s body was much leaner. Her features more chiseled. Though that isn’t to say she lacked a womanly appeal.

Her breasts were on the smaller side, small enough to be swallowed in one go. At the same time, her ass and thighs were soft and pillowy like clouds.

In one swift motion, he broke her belt buckle and pulled off her pants before tossing them to the floor.

He pried her legs open and inserted his hand into her underwear.

Jiaoying’s eyes flash open. The soft whimpers she releases are inevitably swallowed by Solomon’s greedy kiss.

Even in the dark, Yari can see the outline of Solomon’s thick finger pushing into Jiaoying.

Yari had known Jiaoying for a long time. She had never seen her turn into a flushed-faced, hoarse-voiced vision.

Solomon was also showing her some new sides. The idea of him as a ’man’ became firmly solidified in her mind.

He was rough, but not clumsy. Passionate, but not desperate for gratification.

He took his time poking around Jiaoying’s insides, gauging her reactions with his own body to discover her quickest avenue towards climax. And then methodically helping her reach it.

Jiaoying finally broke her kiss with Solomon to bury her head in his neck.

Her eyes rolled around in her head like loose marbles as she held on to Solomon tight enough to break bone.

Shudders seized her body as water poured out from between her legs.

The sight of them entranced Yari in ways she did not know possible.

Solomon whispered sweet words into Jiaoying’s ear as she rode out the high of her orgasm.

When he finally removed his hand from her underwear, his fingers glistened like morning blades of grass.

Yari covered her mouth in shock when Solomon actually tasted the substance. But her jaw completely dropped when Jiaoying took his fingers out of his mouth to insert them into her own.

The burning gaze shared between the two would have made onlookers believe they had already been lovers for a number of years.

“T-That… doesn’t seem sanitary.” Yari murmured quietly.

Their gazes fell upon her, and only then did she remember that she was supposed to be quiet.

Smiling drunkenly, Jiaoying crawled out of Solomon’s lap.

She gently grabbed Yari by her ankles and began pulling her legs open.

“Do you trust me?”

Yari could not explain why that question made her so nervous.

Nevertheless, she nods slowly, her hands interlocked over her chest.

Grinning to herself, Jiaoying lowers her head between Yari’s legs. Though she feels the elf

tense up, she does not pull away.

Yari shudders as she feels Jiaoying’s eyes upon her most private place.

Her mind rushes with questions over whether she should have shaved, or even bathed before they did this.

She can hardly sit still when she imagines Jiaoying finding her appearance or scent unpleasant.

But all of those thoughts turn to mush in her mind as she feels a tongue grace her body in a way she had never thought possible.

The involuntary noise she releases is indicative of her pleasure and shock. It is the fuel Jiaoying needed to stoke her inner fire.

She slowly and but firmly traces her tongue over Yari’s slick folds, warming her up to the sensation.

Yari grips the sheets beneath her so tightly that her knuckles pop.

Shr bites her lip to keep her mouth closed and prevent an undignified sound from seeping out.

Her efforts do work for a time. But they falter as Jiaoying suddenly envelopes her entire clit in her mouth.

The scream that Yari releases is delicious.

It is a sweet, melodic sound of a woman who is lost in the throes of euphoria.

Solomon and Jiaoying feed on the sound like vultures.

As she firmly traces Atari’s clitoris with her tongue, Jiaoying turns her head slightly to make eye contact with Solomon.

Reaching behind her, she pulls her soaked underwear to the side and spreads her butt. Her eyes pleaded with him to meet or surpass her expectations.

Solomon had already reached the end of his patience anyway.

He presses the head of his rod against Jiaoying’s already reddened lips.

She quivers underneath him as he presses forward, her insides expanding to unfamiliar limits.

The initial thrusts are slow and shallow to help her get used to the size. There is some initial pain, but Jiaoying is more aroused by that than she is burdened.

As her body is slowly filled, there is still more to give. It takes all of her focus not to turn into a weakened, moaning mess. She still has Yari’s pleasure to think about after all.

She can hear Solomon gnashing his teeth and knows she is not the only one struggling. Her muscles being several times denser than the average person made her that much tighter.

If it weren’t for the prior thirty minutes of kissing and foreplay, perhaps insertion would not have been possible.

When Solomon is buried to the hilt inside of her, Jiaoying can feel an immense pressure inside of her stomach.

Slowly, he puts more weight onto her from behind and kisses her neck as he engraves the memory of him into her body forever.

Jiaoying feels her body sing.

Her mind is numb from the agonizing pleasure. Her mouth is overflowing with Yari’s heavenly taste.

She can’t think. She can’t control herself.

Another orgasm rips through her like a storm. A stream of yellow trickles from between her legs as she screams into Yari’s mound.

Her climax inadvertently pushes the others over the edge.

The vibrations of Jiaoying’s mouth as she screamed were the final nail in Yari’s coffin.

Just the same, Jiaoying’s sudden tightening caused Solomon to grit his teeth as he finished inside of her.

Jiaoying’s legs could no longer hold her up, and she slumped onto the bed, twitching and cursing about never feeling such pleasure.

Breathing heavily, Solomon and Yari locked eyes with each other.

Seed still spilled from the head of Solomon’s member, but he was clearly still in need.

Yari also seemed to want to explore this new world of pleasure.

She held her arms out, beckoning him to come to her.

Solomon instantly lifted her into his arms.

His knees on the mattress, he held Yari by her butt as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

“…I’ll be gentle.”

Yari already knew he would, but the fact that he wanted to reassure her made her want to kiss him again.

As their lips and tongues intertwined, Solomon lifted Yari slightly and positioned himself at her entrance.

He gently begins to insert himself, and Yari instantly winces.

Pausing, Solomon deepens their kiss. He pulls her body in closer until her breasts are rubbing against his chest.

Only after her body relaxes does he try again. This time, he is slower.

Yari lets out a pained yell as Solomon pierces past her hymen.

Blood dribbles onto the bedsheet. Solomon no longer moves and instead allows Yari to get used to the pain.

Her nails dig into his back, but he barely notices. The euphoria of the moment is too great for him to care about a simple scrape.

Yari pulls away briefly and nods for him to continue.

He does, though he never makes another attempt to tread deeper inside her.

She doesn’t seem to need it, and neither does he.

Yari’s insides are soft and velvety. They wrap around him in a welcoming, warm embrace that traps his mind and heart.

Solomon was right about Yari being able to control him. Only, it is not her beauty that does it. It is her sensual breathing and starry eyes that grab hold of him and do not let go.

Jiaoying finally recovers, and Solomon remembers that there is another who has the same power over him.

She wraps her body around Yari’s from behind, kissing and biting her exposed neck as she makes intense, longing eye contact with Solomon.

With one hand, Jiaoying grabs one of Yari’s breasts and pulls on her nipple rings.

Her other hand slides down her back and between her butt, where Jiaoying begins to massage her asshole.

Yari’s eyes widen as her body tenses again.

Shame, embarrassment, and pleasure take hold all at once, all of them fighting to be voiced.

But Solomon kisses Yari again before she can let out a complaint and her body naturally surrenders to her more experienced partners.

They kiss in pairs again, and then messily all at once.

After hours of moaning on top of each other, the three of them collapse in a damp bed.

The room is musky and humid. The smell of their pheromones is partially what kept them going for so long.

Surely, they intended to bathe after so much sweating and expelling of body fluids.

However, exhaustion consumes them first.

Solomon told himself he was just going to close his eyes for a bit before getting up.

But Yari’s bed was exceedingly comfortable, so he fell asleep despite the plan he had set for himself.

When he opened his eyes again, it was still dark out, and Jiaoying was awake, straddling him.

This would have been a most welcome sight, if it were not for the fact that her eyes were glowing strangely.

But that was when Solomon realized that her hands were buried inside his chest.

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