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Ashenvale	By : Soliloquy Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 7788 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The air was heavy and damp. Rain had just trampled through the lush region of Ashenvale and the priestess’s footfalls were quietly cushioned in the sodden grass. Ellie peered through the cowl, eyes glancing up at the sky. She wondered if the clouds would threaten to open up and pour down once more. Her half-hidden eyes looked straight on as she walked towards the ruins.

She inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet scent of the forest. The downpour had left its mark. Leaves glistened with moisture and the wet aroma filled her nose, infusing her senses. She looked around, venturing south into the Ruins of Stardust. The druid had said he would meet her here. She blinked slowly, her skin tingling as she recalled their last encounter. Again she took a deep breath in, a sly smile forming on her lips. She knew well what repercussions she would face if any of this became public. Not to mention Relyn’s reaction to it. She shook her head slightly as if to force the thoughts from her mind, and focused on the anticipation of meeting him again. The cowl shook somewhat at her movement as she raised her robes a little, careful not to get the hem soiled, stepping off the worn path. She furrowed her brow as she felt the ground seemed to escape her feet. Her knees buckled and she could feel herself fall, her arms immediately darted out of the hooded cloak, hands ready for the tumble.

But the Sin’dorei did not hit the ground. A strong hand suddenly seemed to appear, grabbing her upper arm, keeping her upright and steady. Ellie gasped as she felt the grip on her. She turned to look, following the muscular arm up to equally strapping shoulders until she met a face. Her eyes widened. It was a Kaldorei, but not who she was expecting. The golden eyes looked back at her, a slight smirk dancing on the elf’s lips as he watched her. Snow white hair was pulled back into a long, tight and high ponytail. The priestess’s eyes were locked with his and she tried to yank her arm back, the night elf kept her secure in his grasp.

“You should watch where you’re going,” A deep voice resonated, but Ellie noticed the elf’s lips did not move. She frowned in confusion and then realized the voice was coming from behind her. Her whole body shifted, turning to catch sight of him.

Sylor stood, arms folded in front of his chest, looking over the priestess. His dark hair fell loose around his shoulders as his eyes drank in her form, scanning over the thick cloak and cowl.

“You’ve hidden yourself well, priestess. The colour of that cloak almost blends in with the foliage here. Both equally damp,” He grinned as he stepped closer to her. Looking towards the other elf, he gave a simple nod and Ellie soon found herself free of the resilient grip. She rubbed her arm instinctively, even though the white haired elf had done it no harm.

“Who is this?” She asked icily indicating the other Kaldorei’s presence, yet her eyes remained on Sylor.

“This is Jalroth,” Sylor stated plainly. He reached out, his hand replacing Jalroth’s on her arm. She looked up at him, somewhat bewildered. He chuckled lightly, urging her back onto the path. “I did say I was going to push you to your limits, Ambassador,” his voice was a purr and Ellie’s eyes widened as she looked over at the other elf and the realization of Sylor’s words hit her. Her lips parted as if to speak, but she remained silent. Jalroth threw her a dark smile but said nothing. The priestess pulled back, standing in place.

“Are you insane?” She said, indignation lacing her voice. Sylor stopped, looking her over, his grip on her arm tightening.

“I assure you, priestess, the pain will not last long. Was I not true to my word in Dalaran?” He smiled, eyes set on her. “And here you are, seeking me out.” He pulled at her arm, forcing her to start walking. Jalroth walked silently behind the pair.

Ellie frowned once more, wanting to retort, but a certain fusion of anticipation and fear lodged in her throat as her mind began to wander. She kept up with Sylor’s long strides as she glanced back at the white haired elf, meeting his eyes, their depths somewhat unreadable. She looked straight ahead once more and a light chuckle escaped Sylor’s lips.

“Where are we going?” she said, suddenly aware they were on the main road once more.

“Astranaar, of course.” Sylor said, in a matter of fact tone.

“What?” Ellie stopped in her tracks. The two elves also stopped and looked at her. “You can’t take me to an Alliance town!” She cried in disbelief. A smirk tugged at the corner of Sylor’s mouth.

“Priestess, you truly have no faith in me, do you?” He pulled at her arm, compelling her forward. “Just keep those lips shut and let me do the talking, hmm?” He looked down at her and she scowled at him, “If that’s even possible.” From behind her, she could hear Jalroth chuckle at the comment and she narrowed her eyes in annoyance. She brought her hands up to keep the cowl over her head, darkening her features in shadow. Soon the three of them came up to the eastern entrance of Astranaar.

The female sentinels’ hands went for their weapons as they saw the trio approach.

“You,” one said, pointing to Sylor, her voice authoritative. “Who do you bring?” She looked over the hooded figure, her hand reaching for the cowl. Sylor smiled, bringing his free hand up to block the sentinel’s reach.

“A prisoner,” he stated. “We would prefer to keep her identity confidential. She has information of great importance involving the decimation of Ashenvale and the slow encroachment of the orcs from the South east.” Sylor spoke plainly and eloquently. Ellie pursed her lips. She could feel Jalroth’s gaze on her from behind as she cast her eyes down to the ground, careful not to look at the sentinels. The female guard looked at Sylor with uncertainty.

“This is the first we’ve heard,” She said.

“That’s because the operation has been confidential,” His voice was like velvet as his eyes persuaded the sentinel. She paused for a moment.

“Very well,” she said and the other female Kaldorei moved back to her station at the gate.

“Oh, and please disregard any sounds or screams of distress,” Sylor mentioned as he pulled the Sin’dorei through into the town. Jalroth followed behind them. “This one has been known to resist interrogation,” He smirked and Ellie’s eyes widened beneath the cowl. The sentinels nodded at him, and resumed their post. The priestess muttered to herself and Sylor let out a small chuckle.

The two night elves escorted the hooded blood elf into the town and through a small path towards a modest Kaldorei dwelling. She felt herself guided up stairs and her cowl was pulled back.

The priestess turned to face the two druids. Her eyes scanned over the white haired one briefly and then she focused on Sylor.

“I would not have come had I known you were bringing a friend,” she said rather haughtily. Sylor let forth a chuckle.

“Do you recall my words to you the first time we met, priestess?” He started to circle her in an almost predatory manner, eyes roaming her covered form. “I told you, you would seek me out and here you are. Now, would I disappoint you after you’ve come all this way?” The smirk painted his lips as his golden eyes bore into her. Jalroth kept his eyes on Ellie as well, his face unreadable save for the faint smirk.

“This is too much Sylor,” she stated plainly. The dark haired druid laughed.

“Nonsense, priestess. Your body will adjust and accommodate the both of us quite well. And you will love every minute of it,” his voice was a purr as he closed in on her. Strong hands deftly tugged at the cloak, pulling it off her. She gasped and before she could react, a pair of muscular arms snaked around her from behind. Jalroth held her still, arms pinned to her side. She began to struggle against him, but he was too stalwart for the small Sin’dorei. She let out a small hiss.

“This is nothing short of rape!” She shouted. Sylor let out a guffaw.

“Yes, and we all know how much you enjoy that, don’t we?” he moved closer to her, bringing her chin up, locking his eyes on her. “This is a pretty robe, but it’s unnecessary,” the druid’s fingers moved down, clutching at her full, trapped breast as he began to undo the garment. Jalroth released his grip as Sylor tugged at the fabric, forcing it over her shoulders and down to the floor. Ellie stood naked before them.

“So prepared, priestess. That’s what I like about you,” She frowned and brought her arms around herself out of modesty. Sylor shook is head, “That won’t do.” He motioned to Jalroth. The quiet druid grasped a delicate wrist and led her back to an armchair. He sat down and pulled her astride of him, facing out. Ellie blushed intensely, nude and legs spread over his. Sylor watched her, his golden eyes darkening and taking in her ripe form. He ran his hand down over his trapped bulge, rubbing it slightly. A slight nod was thrown in Jalroth’s direction and the white hair druid smirked.

Jalroth’s hands moved forward, coming around from each side. One dipped in between the priestess’s legs, running up the inside her thigh until it found her heated slit. His fingers pressed softly at her clit and she gasped. The other hand made itself busy and sought out a full pale breast as he clutched it solidly. A small groan escaped his lips as he felt her soft skin yield to him. His fingers continued to tease her clit, rubbing soft, slow circles around it. She let out a moan, her eyes remaining focused on Sylor. Sylor’s eyes were fixed on hers, dark, brewing.

“He works you well, priestess. I told him all about you and your lascivious ways,” Ellie blushed fiercely at his words. She parted her lips to respond but at that moment, Jalroth slipped a thick finger inside her, forcing a gasp instead of words. He looked up, giving Sylor a look, almost as if communicating telepathically.

“You don’t have to tell me, I can feel her heat from here,” Sylor said, his voice low, practically a primal growl. Jalroth smirked and Ellie furrowed her brow, panting slightly. The white haired druid’s finger began to slide in and out of her slowly, and Sylor canted his head to the side, watching it glisten faintly. A low rumble stirred in his throat as he felt his bulge press against his trousers. Within seconds he had shifted into his feline form, his eyes dark on Ellie. Jalroth watched his friend and as the cat moved closer, he pulled his finger from the priestess, using two to spread her moist lips.

Sylor moved closer, dragging his muzzle across her exposed slit. The priestess shuddered in delight. She could feel Jalroth’s excitement press against her rear as he continued to grope her soft breast. Having her seated so lewdly, legs and lips spread, was quite the sight for Sylor. The feline eyes looked up at her as he began to lap at the priestess’s exposed quim, pushing that velvety tongue into her. She let out a gasp, and Jalroth kept his grip firm on her, his fingers damp from keeping her pussy spread, and the eager licks of the cat. Sylor groaned into her cunt, his tongue digging and prodding as he fed off Ellie’s moans. Her eyelids fluttered, the pleasure slowly starting to consume her. The white haired druid moved his hands from between her legs, bringing them up and slowly sliding them into her mouth. She glanced back at him, apprehensive, but finally started to suck her wetness from them. Jalroth grinned darkly, his own arousal confined in his pants. He looked down at Sylor as the druid continued to feast on her pussy. The priestess’s moans became louder, and Jalroth could feel her body shift as she neared the peak of her release. He withdrew his fingers from her mouth and grasped her neck, nuzzling at it with his nose and mouth. His tongue darted out, tracing her ear as he growled low, glancing down at his feline friend.

“I think he wants you to cum, priestess,” Ellie was mildly aware this was the first time she had heard the white haired druid speak, and his voice was rich, deep like Sylor’s. His hand continued to knead the lush pale orb as Sylor’s assault on her pussy slowly brought her to the edge.

Sylor grinned against her nether lips, pushing his tongue in as his nose rubbed against her clit. He could feel her body start to tense and knew she was close. Ellie looked down at the cat, her eyes locking with his as she felt the pleasure peak. Sylor pressed into her, lapping and digging with his tongue, fierce determination in his eyes as the shrill cry from the Sin’dorei suddenly filled the room. Jalroth grinned against her neck, giving it a sharp bite as the other druid lapped at her shuddering cunt, feeling the walls twitch around his tongue. He prodded deep, scooping up her sweet juices and groaning in delight as she slowly began to descend from her release.

Ellie’s body shook with pleasure. The searing pain of the bite worked to highlight the jolt of bliss that had pierced through her. She continued to moan as she felt Jalroth’s mouth latch onto the wound on her neck, his tongue tending to it almost apologetically as his hands continued to massage her full, round tits. Sylor growled between her thighs as he shifted back into elvan form. He stood before her, his mouth glistening with her juices, his eyes dark.

“This is just the beginning, priestess. I assure you, you will want for nothing here today,” he grinned knowingly as his hands came down to unlatch his trousers. He pulled them down and kicked them to the side, a strong hand coming up to grip his hard length. Ellie looked him over, her eyes focusing on his shaft. She blinked slowly, recalling how he had felt inside her. She opened her eyes once more, looking up at him longingly. Sylor grinned at her and then motioned to Jalroth. The white haired druid’s hands ceased their kneading and he scooped her up effortlessly. He brought her over to the bed, placing her down gently as he began to undo his own pants. Sylor walked over to them and both druids stood at attention, while them priestess looked onwards, eyes somewhat wide as she took in both sizeable cocks. She swallowed hard and then looked up at Sylor. He grinned once more at her, his eyes dark as Jalroth sat on the edge of the bed, lying back. The white druid’s shaft stood erect, throbbing slightly as he quickly grabbed Ellie’s thighs and brought her over his face.

She gasped as she felt him pull her over him. He moved his head up, tongue darting out to taste her and she moaned, noticing his member directly in front of her.   She looked to Sylor, hesitating. His grin was almost sinister.

“Hungry, priestess?” his own hand moved down, slowly stroking himself as he watched his friend feast on Ellie’s lovely quim. Her eyelids fluttered as she let out another moan. Jalroth groaned into her wet nether, lapping and grabbing her clit softly between his teeth as he suckled gently on it. The Sin’dorei looked at Jalroth’s cock, her eyes heady. She gripped the base delicately and moved her lips over the head. She could feel him moan into her as she took more and more into her mouth. Sylor watched, his strokes increasing ever so slightly in pace as her head started to bob up and down, dark hair cascading onto Jalroth’s thigh. He moved to the side, positioning himself in front of her. His free hand came down on her head and she glanced up at him, her mouth wrapped around the white haired druid’s thick length, lips stretched tight around it. He smirked darkly at her and pushed her head down on Jalroth, forcing her to take his full length. She gagged, eyes watering as she felt his cock drive into her throat. The white haired druid moaned loud into her cunt as he wrapped his arms around her hips, bringing her down further onto his face and compelling his tongue deeper into her. Sylor held the priestess’s head there for a brief moment, before allowing her to pull up. She choked, gasping for air as she came off the thick shaft. The dark haired druid kept his hand on her head, tugging at his cock in front of her. He dragged the head across her lips and she parted them, supple as she felt him tease them. He guided her head lower and her hand began to stroke Jalroth’s cock slowly as she used her mouth on Sylor. He groaned with delight as he watched the blood elf grace his length with soft kisses and licks. She latched onto the sweet spot on the underside of his head and suckled, her eyes looking up at him while her hand worked the other druid. Her eyelids fluttered as she felt the delicious onslaught of Jalroth’s tongue on her pussy and Sylor grinned, leaning over to give her round ass a firm slap.

The white haired druid took the signal and pulled away from Ellie’s drenched quim. His strong hands moved to her ass as he spread her lush cheeks. Jalroth dragged his tongue from her slit upwards, finding that sinful hole as he pushed against it eagerly. The priestess moaned loud, suddenly pausing as she felt the rush of pleasure course through her. Sylor chuckled as he looked down at her. He twined his fingers through her ebony hair, and pushed her head down on him. The priestess’s moans were choked back as she felt him lodge in her throat. She gagged once more and Sylor groaned in delight, bringing her head up at will, and forcing it down again as he used it to milk his throbbing shaft. Jalroth continued his relentless assault on her ass, tonguing it with fervor as he jerked his hips up, aiding the blood elf in stroking him. The pleasure tugged at her senses even through the pain of Sylor’s thick cock deeply embedded in her throat. Her eyes watered as the dark haired druid continued to use her mouth for his gratification. She could feel the tongue press at that wicked hole and her mind began to reel at the bliss building up inside her. Sylor brought her head up off his cock and she gasped for air once again. The moment was short lived as he orchestrated her head down onto Jalroth’s length, allowing his friend the indulgence of the Sin’dorei’s tight, wet mouth. Orchestrating it with ease, he assured both cocks were getting the priestess’s attention. He could tell by her moans that she was close to yet another release and he clutched a fistful of hair and pulled her off the shafts. Leaning down, he placed himself eye to eye with her and grinned darkly.

“Again, priestess. Let yourself go as he teases that dirty hole of yours,” Ellie looked at him through half lidded eyes, her senses assaulted with sheer bliss. His deep voice was like a purr, coating her so sweetly and forcing her over the edge. She kept her eyes on him as she let out another cry of exultation, her body quivering with ecstatic delight, the orgasm crashing into her with intense force. Jalroth groaned and moved his mouth down to her cunt, his tongue digging in and lapping at her wonderful juices. She shivered in pleasure, her pale skin holding the colour of her release as jolt after jolt of delightful bliss struck her senses. The white haired druid finally released her quivering pussy and pulled himself back on the bed, his rigid shaft seeping from arousal. Sylor held his own cock in hand, slowly tugging at it, his body infused with excitement. He watched his friend move back and grinned. Ellie panted as she looked up at him.

“We’re not done yet, pretty one,” Sylor’s voice was low, deep. Jalroth positioned himself directly under her drenched quim, and he placed his hands on her hips. Sylor brought both his hands to hers, supporting her as he brought her body up. She looked at him, spent but wanting, still. The white haired druid placed her hips over his and pulled her down slightly, rubbing her wet folds along his length. He looked over at his friend, his eyes dark with lust. Sylor simply nodded and Ellie could feel the druid’s cock drag back, positioning in between those opulent ass cheeks. Her eyes widened and Sylor smiled at her. He climbed onto the bed, facing her, his hand coming up to clutch her generous breast. She stared at him, feeling the other druid’s cock press at that tight hole. Sylor brought his lips close to hers, smiling against them. “I promise it will only hurt for a short while,” he breathed.   She nodded, somewhat humbled by what had transpired thus far. The druid’s lips pressed against her own, bringing her into a deep and passionate kiss as the one below her thrust up, pressing through that puckered hole and groaning at the tightness. Ellie cried out, but her cries were swallowed up in the kiss as Sylor held her to him, allowing Jalroth to slowly inch into her, stretching her ass taut around his cock.

The priestess whimpered into Sylor’s mouth, her body trembling as the pain took hold of her with a violent intensity. Slowly Jalroth pulled out halfway, then forced himself in again, getting used to her tight ass. Ellie thought she would pass out from the pain but she had lost herself in the kiss as Sylor’s tongue urged its way into her mouth, meeting her own. The white haired druid groaned as he started to buck up, her rear easing and allowing him less stringent passage. The pain slowly began to subside as she felt the massive girth gradually slide in and out of her. Sylor pulled away from the kiss, sitting on the bed in front of her. She leaned back on her hands and the dark haired druid drank in the sight of her soft, curvy body slowly being impaled by his friend’s thick shaft. He gripped himself once more, dragging his finger down in between her full tits and down between her legs.

“He does not have permission to claim your womb, priestess,” he said, his voice dark and low. His fingers danced along her glistening folds, slipping in every so slightly into her snug pussy. She gasped as she felt herself stretch even more, slight pain searing the edges of her senses. “So tight,” Sylor growled. “And it is mine. I have given you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams, and for that I claim your womb as my own.” He pushed both digits up into her fiercely and she cried out, still feeling the other druid slide in and out of her ass. He pulled out, placing his fingers in his mouth and sucking her juices off them. His eyes never left hers as both strong hands dipped behind her knees and brought her legs up. He looked down, watching her ass engulf his friend’s cock, the sight intoxicating him. “I have waited long enough,” he said, nudging closer to her. Jalroth paused, his hands still on the priestess’s hips. He pulled her off him slightly and Sylor gripped his own cock, positioning it on her wet gash. He looked at the priestess, the look of fear and anticipation clearly etched in her eyes. He motioned to the other druid and moved up, sliding into her slowly and deliberately. Ellie moaned loud, feeling him invade her core, filling her up as she stretched tight around him. He pulled her close and she could still feel Jalroth’s cock pressed against her slightly gaping hole. Sylor brought her lips to his again and swallowed her painful scream as the white hair druid pushed into her ass once more. Ellie’s eyes rolled back, the pain of being impaled on both cocks at once was too much to bear. She thought for sure she would pass out, but the kiss held her there and gradually, both druids began to sync their thrusts in and out of her. Her whole body trembled and Sylor kept his lips on hers, jutting up into her pussy while Jalroth slid out of her tight ass.

Their pace remained unhurried, both night elves in perfect sync as they fucked the priestess. Ellie felt the pain start to subside and suddenly she was faced with such exquisite pleasure, like nothing she had experienced before. Her moans became signals to the two druids and they quickened their pace ever so slightly, driving into her warm wet body with vigor and lust. The sounds of all three filled the room, her moans lacing the groans of the two elves. Sylor finally pulled away from her to watch her body start to take control as the priestess became more confident, taking charge and meeting their harmonized thrusts with her own as she almost bounced on both shafts, her lush breasts jiggling. Sylor marveled at her, his eyes drinking in her form as he felt his arousal build. Jalroth watch her ass crash down on him, his own senses reeling. The dark hair druid caught his friend’s eye as non spoken words passed between them. Ellie moaned, feeling the cock in her ass throb and swell and she knew he would soon release inside her. The feeling was euphoric and it pushed her closer to her own climax. Jalroth let out a growl, gripping her hips and slamming her ass down on him as he erupted deep inside, filling her with his warm seed. The priestess moaned and Sylor’s eyes were on her, urging her to give in. She felt the druid’s shaft gush in her ass and it sent her over the edge. She let out a shrill cry as she gave in to the orgasm, letting it flood her senses and completely consume her. Her pussy spasmed and twitched around Sylor’s cock and he hissed in pleasure, continuing to thrust up into her as she milked him effortlessly, saturating him with her sweet juices. Jalroth kept his spent cock in her ass as his friend took over control of her hips. The moans spilled endless from Ellie’s lips as her body bathed in the delicious agony of release. Sylor moved a hand over her belly, his eyes intent on her.

“Mine,” he said, his voice jagged, barely above a whisper. She felt a heat coat her insides and looked at him, panting and moaning. His hand remained on her as he drove up deep, letting out a roar. He came hard, his seed pumping into her relentlessly, forcing its way into her womb. He panted, eyes never leaving hers as he felt her milk every last drop from him.

Jalroth pulled out of her, slowly, and almost unnoticeably, he slipped out from underneath her. She glanced back and noticed the white haired druid had gone, almost vanished into thin air. She looked back at Sylor, perplexed. He moved his hand up from her belly and cupped her face.

“It doesn’t matter where he’s gone. What matters now is what I’ve left you with. I am keeping my eye on you, priestess. The child is mine and the only one allowed inside you is me,” he gripped her neck possessively and Ellie gasped, realizing his words. She moved her hand down to her belly, her lips parted, but she was silent. He loosened his grip, his hand coming down to grasp at a full breast as he squeezed it. “Rest now. It’s been a long day,” he grinned.
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