Strange Bedfellows Chapter 3.b

Shara watched Kalus hold Lyra, definitely, positively, and completely sure that she was in no way whatsoever jealous of the naked hug that her husband and his second wife were sharing.  No, she definitely wasn't jealous.  Not at all...

He held Lyra for several moments before she whispered into his ear.  "Husband, you really should get more use out of your new wife..."

He gave her a playful smack on the butt, which made her shriek in delight before she hopped up and wrapped her legs around Kalus again.  He caught her with his hands so she was partially supported by him.  She was kissing his neck, shoulders, and face; she kissed anything within the reach of her lips.

Shara had never seen such a raw, sensual display of passion before.  She had never known that sex could be so...  so raw, so primal, and so...

Fun.

Could she have had this with Kalus all along?  If she had been a bit more...

Or perhaps a bit less...

Lyra and Kalus looked like they were not only in the throes of passion, but also like they were having a very good time too.  Her experiences with Kalus had been the most miserably wonderful ones of her life, but what if she stopped fighting him so much?

What if she was a bit more like Lyra?

What if she gave Kalus a chance?

The blonde woman started kissing him again and Shara shuddered slightly as she started gently rubbing herself in time with the blonde woman's kisses.

Lyra leaned back so she could look him in the eyes.  "Please husband, could you..."  She glanced down to where their hips met.

Shara could see Kalus's cock pointing skyward, in the direction of the other woman's slit which looked like someone had spread water or oil all over it.  She couldn't possibly be that wet from this, could she?  Could she be enjoying it this much?

"You'll have to guide me; I have my hands full."  He replied, and she could hear that same playfulness in his tone that she'd never heard before.

It was good to hear from him.

Lyra gave him a sly smile, then reached down, grabbed his cock, and angled it so it was pointing directly at her slit.  Shara could see her tighten her legs slightly and hook her other arm around his shoulder before speaking.

"Husband, may I please... um, control the...  you know."

"It would be a lot easier if we laid down and..."  He trailed off as Lyra shook her head.

"Please, could we do it just like this?  I have always loved the idea of my husband holding me as he enters me for the first time."

He nodded and took his hands off her butt so she was supporting herself, and instead started tracing his fingers up her sides and back.

The blonde sighed, then moaned.  "You're making it hard to..."  She sighed.  "...to concentrate."  She mewled again, leaning her head against him.

"You're a woman; I'm sure you can learn to multitask."  Kalus replied with a playful challenge in his voice.

Where had this side of him come from?

This playfulness, this fun side of him was something she'd never seen before.  Had it been there the whole time?  Was he really like this and she just made him all stiff and rigid?  Was it perhaps the military?  Or Tyso being his king that had done this?

Could he be like that with her?

Lyra nodded, panting slightly as her body subtly writhed under her husband's touch.  She held herself up with one arm and her legs while using her other arm to align his cock with her slit, then rubbed it back and forth a bit across her slit.

She moaned.

"Dear Illuminar in heaven, is that what I've been missing?"  The ash blonde breathed.

"And there's more."  Kalus said, then winked.  "A lot more."

"I've seen that."  She said with a smile, though she was panting slightly too.

Shara couldn't help herself.  She sat down on the ground so she was lower and would have a better view.  Naturally this meant her legs spread a bit and she found that she had easier access to the little nub that was sending the most delightful sensations through her body.

Lyra looked down, made sure Kalus was lined up, then lowered herself a fraction of an inch.

She moaned.

Shara could see the bulbous head of Kalus's cock start to spread Lyra's lower lips as the girl moaned.  She lowered herself a fraction more and the tip of his head started to disappear.  The blonde adjusted the location of his cock and then the angle of her hips.

"I'm yours."  She whispered in his ear.

Then she dropped.

She relaxed her legs and arm so Kalus became fully seated inside of her in one swift motion.

"Fuck!"  She hissed quietly, and Shara could almost see her tense up, likely from pain as a single drop of blood appeared.  Kalus's cock had just broken her hymen.  Lyra had given herself to Kalus.  Kalus groaned slightly, and the princess guessed that it was because if Lyra had tensed up, she might've clamped her inner walls around him.

"Are you okay?"  He asked the ash blonde in his arms.

"Give me a moment."  She nodded, clearly slightly uncomfortable, but also clearly determined.  "I shouldn't have done it so fast."  She finally winced.

He made to pull her up but she put a hand on his chest.  "No, please don't.  I like feeling..."  She bit her lip.  "I'm not a virgin anymore."  She smiled.

"No, you most definitely aren't."

"May I ask you for a favor?"  She looked at him with pleading eyes.

"Name it."  He nodded.

"Could you take me like this, even if it hurts?"  She asked.  Something about her tone spoke of deep longing, as if this was a desire she'd held for a long time and was only now able to voice it.

"Even if it hurts?"  Kalus raised his eyebrow.

Lyra nodded.  "I've always dreamed of my first time being like this.  I would love to feel you moving me around you, filling me at your whim, a strong man holding me and completely in control of me.  Could you do that for me, please?  Yes, even if it hurts."

He eyed her.  "I would have great trouble hurting you."

"I hope not."  She grinned slyly.  Her cheeks went beet red and then she leaned in and whispered something into his ear so quietly that Shara didn't catch it.  However, Shara thought she heard the words 'spank' and 'riding crop' mentioned.

Her jaw dropped.

Kalus's jaw followed suit.

"Please, I don't care if it hurts it a bit.  Please take me like this?"

He hesitated, then spoke.  "I'll stop if you look like you're in real pain, but very well."  He reached down and put his hands under her butt, supporting her in his strong arms.

She got a wide, contented smile on her face.  "Thank you husband."  She pulled her arms from around his neck, tucked them up against his chest, and leaned forward to rest her head there too.  Then with her ankles still crossed behind his back, let her legs relax so her knees fell towards the ground with her ankles still crossed around his butt.

He was completely supporting her.

He lifted her up, eliciting a noise somewhere between a moan and hiss of suppressed pain as he moved in her for only the second time.  He lifted her until only the head of his cock was in, then slowly lowered her again.

She moaned.

No hiss of pain.

He lifted her up again and then lowered her down again.

Another moan of pleasure.

Shara watched transfixed as her husband gently lifted and lowered her for several seconds, then switched to rocking his hips instead.  He slowly rocked in and out of her as she lay against his chest, her ash-blonde hair partially concealing the rapturous look of joy on her face.  She had her mouth slightly open and Shara could see her panting slightly, almost in time with Kalus's thrusts.

"Thank you."  She whispered as she set her forehead against his chest, seemingly not quite able to keep her head up for what he was doing to her.

"Any time."  He said as he continued slowly rocking in and out of her with strong, firm strokes.

"I'm half yours, make me fully yours."  She moaned.

"Half?"  Kalus raised his eyebrow.

"You haven't claimed my womb yet husband."  She smiled as her head lolled to one side slightly.  "Once you have put a child in me, there'll be no part of me that isn't..."  She sighed.  "...isn't owned by you."

"Your wish is my command."  He said softly, then spend up just slightly in his thrusting.

Lyra moaned.

At one point, the bride opened her eyes slightly and looked at Shara with a sleepy, happy, contented look on her face.  They made eye contact, and the ash blonde smiled at her and mouthed "Thank you."  Moments later, her eyes fluttered closed again as her eyes rolled back into her head, and she arched her back.

Lyra whimpered slightly.

Then she moaned.

Then she started trembling all over.  Her breaths became ragged gasps that were as soft as her skin and sensual as the slight vibrating that her entire body was undergoing.  She had relaxed completely against Kalus, trusting him to support her completely.  Her bare breasts were pressed against his chest.  She opened her mouth in a silent moan that never quite made it out as her body seemed to almost vibrate against him.

Kalus groaned.

Shara saw his cock start to pulse slightly as he buried himself deep inside his new bride; the nubile, probably fertile teen who only two weeks earlier would've been too young to marry.  She could see the power behind their husband's final thrust; see how the impact caused Lyra's butt to wiggle just slightly, firm though it was.  Kalus's cock pulsed several more times as he grunted slightly.  Lyra's trembling slowly faded to stillness as her husband held her in his arms.

Then all was still.

Peaceful.

Serene.

Kalus and Lyra both panted slightly, her into his chest, he with his head resting on top of hers.  She made a cute little mewling sound and rubbed her cheek against his chest.  He released a small groan of satisfaction and rubbed his cheek lightly against her hair.

They both sighed.

Several seconds passed in comfortable silence.

Lyra inhaled slowly and then exhaled, though it almost came out as a sigh.  "Wow."  She whispered.

"Agreed."  He whispered back.

"I never thought..."  She snuggled into his chest.  "Thank you."

"No, thank you."  He replied softly.

She raised her head and looked into his eyes as if searching for something.  He looked back into hers as if he'd just found something.  A smile slowly slid onto his face and she mirrored him slightly.

"What?"  She asked.

"Nothing."  He shook his head slightly, smile still growing.  "Just looking."

"Mmm."  She sighed and leaned her head back on his chest.

Shara sat there transfixed.

She had no idea that sex could be like that.

None.

The passion, the intimacy, the sensuality and closeness; all of it.  She couldn’t believe what she'd just witnessed.  It was like something out of a storybook or a legend of true love.  She couldn't believe the connection that she'd just seen forged.  She realized that her mouth had been hanging open for the last several seconds, or possibly minutes, and closed it.

Wow.

Just wow.

At the back of her mind, she found herself starting to wonder again: could she have had that with Kalus?  Had she ruined a wonderful thing by being so standoffish and cold to him?  He clearly was a good man who was capable of not only great passion, but also great feeling.  No one could've doubted the intensity of what she'd just witnessed, and she could've been...

She could've had...

She swallowed hard.

Had she missed out on something incredible?

"Lyra."  Kalus said, still holding her almost a minute after the last word between them was spoken.

"Mmm, yes husband."  The blonde replied dreamily.

"You're getting heavy."  He said with an apologetic grin.

"Oh, sorry."  She looked down, then hooked her arms around his neck, pulled herself up and off of him, and dropped to the ground.  The moment he'd slid out of her, a gob of viscous white liquid started rolling down his cock.

She looked at it for a moment before saying, almost to herself.  "I've always wondered..."  She knelt down, stuck out her tongue, and caught the white fluid just before it would've dribbled off of his hairless shaft and into the hairy region below it.

Kalus and Shara stared.

Lyra licked her lips and moved her tongue as someone often does when trying something new and utterly foreign to them.

Shara's mouth fell open.

"It's salty; I never would've guessed that."  After a moment she shrugged and looked at his cock.

"I seem to have made a mess."  She said, eyeing the mingled juices that were still coating his shaft, then making eye contact with him.  "Would you please allow me to clean it up?"

He nodded mutely.

Lyra went to work, using her lips and tongue to gently and lovingly clean every inch of his cock while Kalus and Shara just stared.  It took the princess several seconds to realize that Lyra was doubtless licking up her own wetness too, and she didn't seem to mind that one bit.  In fact, she seemed to be turning herself on as she cleaned him.  She'd started slowly and efficiently, but now was moaning slightly and the princess noticed that the hand that wasn't manipulating his cock had slipped between her legs.

Finally, she slipped the tip into her mouth, then pulled it out with a loud 'pop'.

"Thank you for letting me do that."  She smiled.  "I was worried you might think it was gross or something, but I've always wanted to try..."

She blushed.

"Believe me, I didn't mind at all.  You can do that as often as you like."  He replied vehemently.

"Ooo, can I have your word on that?"

"You may clean me up after sex as often as you'd like."  He clarified.

"Good..."  She got a sly smile on her face.  "Because I assume you'll also need cleaning after bedding Katia too."

Kalus and Shara gaped at her.

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