A/N: Things are finally settled on my end and I am ready to go back to a more regular schedule soon. Sorry for the inconvenience guys. Enjoy!
PS: These chapter are rather hard to write with three parties being present and involved since I don't want it to be pure smut. With everything that is happening between Elijah, Laura, and Jean, there is a lot of emotional bonding and intimacy that goes beyond simple physical pleasure, which is kinda the point of their special relationship.
I will try to make it as concise as possible without leaving out the most important parts so please bear with me.]
[2009 – October – Friday]
The miniature storm spread out and surrounded the three of them while Elijah's eyes glowed with unprecedented warmth and overwhelming desire before he simply leaned forward and planted an enchanting kiss on her lips, his free hand pulling her into his embrace by her waist.
His kiss stood in stark contrast to the one that Jean had just shared with Laura. There was no shy exploration as her love plundered her lips with deep passion, leaving behind his unique flavour on the tip of her tongue that faintly reminded her of dark chocolate and a note of something fleeting and all-around unique while simultaneously making her weak in the knees.
A few moments later, Elijah broke their kiss as the small energy storm vanished, though the light in his eyes still burned brightly as he embraced her breathless self and a shy Laura.
Jean watched with a heaving chest as her love turned his head and intimately touched foreheads for a moment with Laura before his lips sank onto hers for the first time.
The gorgeous girl tremblingly leaned into the kiss as she parted her lips, tiptoeing and arching her back on instinct to be as close to Elijah as she possibly could.
And even with the warm water cascading down on them, Jean knew that a few tears escaped Laura's eyes as she surrendered herself to Elijah's loving assault, the sheer reality of the happenings around her too much for the wild-hearted girl to bear momentarily all at once.
Surprisingly enough, besides a very faint echo of jealousy, Jean found the sight of them kissing to be incredibly sexy with the both of them being as charming and magnetic as they were, amorous heat awakening throughout her body and surging in her veins, their intimacy and longing for each other, and her, only serving to strengthen this sensation.
Her love broke their kiss as he affectionately caressed Laura's cheek before he used his other hand to brush over her own back and buried it in her wet locks. With a passionate grip on her hair that made her shudder with sensual anticipation as he pulled her close, Jean was left without the will to resist as Elijah left a surprisingly playful bite on her chin before pressing his soft lips against hers again for a moment.
His warm eyes carried a surplus of laughter, affection, and deep desire as they wandered between her and Laura while they rested in his arms before suddenly, with a faint and somewhat boyish smile appearing on his lips, he stated quietly: "Loving both of you, I don't mind if it drives me crazy."
Jean could feel Elijah's devotion ripple outwards like an unstoppable typhoon, his unwavering and loving presence condensing around Laura and her protectively while his sensual longing for greater intimacy seemed to almost disintegrate the ambient psionic energy due to its sheer intensity.
Finding his passion to be as infectious as always, Jean felt the peaks of her breasts harden and turn into sensitive little buttons that poked at the almost transparent wet fabric of the white shirt that she was still wearing.
"Maybe it already has.", she replied cheekily yet softly while the heat in her cheeks got more intense, knowing best how much chaos her love for both Elijah and Laura had caused in her heart. And yet, she couldn't even imagine wishing either of them gone.
"Though I don't mind either way.", Jean added with a lovable smile while her gaze was drawn towards the faint traces of blood on her love's and Laura's face, as well as the fact that all of them were still wearing clothes as warm water was continuously pouring down on them.
She was obviously worried about what the both of them had encountered since it seemed to have left both of them a bit shaken, Laura doubly so than Elijah. But she decided that those questions could wait and suggested: "I think we should get you both cleaned up before all else though."
What Jean didn't expect was that her words caused an almost immediate reaction as Laura reluctantly tore herself away from hers and Elijah's side before quickly shimmying out of her tight torn jeans and lilac panties, as well as pulling off her tattered and bloodied shirt along with a ripped sports bra of the same colour as her bottoms.
Jean couldn't help herself but stare at the gorgeous girl as she watched her undress, her slim but toned legs flowing into the sinful curves of her hips and a flat abdomen that was marked with a few faint shadow lines that showed off the outline of her well-trained abdominal muscles.
A small triangle of black pubic hair sat atop the otherwise smooth mound between the wild-hearted girl's legs, the sight alone causing unknown desires to bloom in her mind. Jean could almost hear her own heartbeat as she forced her eyes away from Laura's sex, feeling hot all over while her gaze wandered higher.
And what greeted her sight was a pair of firm yet full breasts that decorated Laura's chest, which were a bit bigger than her own, her areolas sitting proudly a top of her perky flesh like two naughty little berries covered in milk chocolate that stood in stark contrast to her otherwise pale skin.
The water running over her alluring figure only made her seem more sensual as if she was a water nymph born to enchant men and women alike.
Presenting with the sight of Laura's nude body so close to her, Jean couldn't help but rub her legs together while the peaks of her breasts were almost painfully hard and crying for attention, her skin suddenly feeling too small for her.
She had never thought a girl could awaken such lustful feelings in her but Laura was seemingly special, her beauty and soul attracting in a way even she didn't fully understand. She didn't 'like' girls, she just 'liked' beautiful she-wolf.
Jean wanted to touch herself or be touched, just to soothe the wicked aching of her body.
But before any of that could happen, Laura made a quick step towards her, pressing her bare curves against her shirt-clad body with shy yet foxy eyes.
Logan's daughter wasn't a particularly expressive person as she carried an impassive countenance most of the time, having been raised to suppress and hide her emotions. It was only around the people that she trusted that she acted with visible emotions, but even then, the different expressions crossing her ravishing features were faint at best.
Laura's eyes though were different, they glowed with love, life, and passion as she looked at Jean coyly, her arms wrapping themselves around her waist while her hands naughtily slipped under her wet shirt, grasping her sides and back lovingly.
Like they were the windows to her soul, the pure and innocent desire in her sparkling green eyes was a reflection of her innermost feelings, which she laid bare in front of the redheaded girl with a single tender look, enchanting Jean without any chance for resistance.
Meanwhile, the mere pressure of the embrace caused Jean to let out a shuddering breath of sensual relief as Laura's soft mounds pushed against her own sensitive breasts even with the wet fabric still separating them.
Seemingly bothered by that, Laura made short work with her shirt as she surprised her and used one of her claws to cut it open in the back and gently pulled it off her shoulders in one smooth motion before throwing it to the side and embracing her again.
Jean felt almost overwhelmed at the sudden intense skin contact as it was so different being embraced this intimately by Laura than how it felt to be embraced by her love.
Elijah was pure unbreakable strength, his presence akin to a titan that held up the sky for her. Laura, on the other hand, was like a delicate she-wolf that had chosen to be vulnerable around her for she and Elijah were her chosen mates while everybody else was only allowed to see her claws and sharp green eyes.
Being the recipient of their affection, feeling how they desired her for who she was and how special she was to them, how could she not want to give herself to them, knowing that they would love her all the more for it?
Every part of her skin that was in contact with Laura's seemed to tingle with heat and the need for more, almost overwhelming her senses as her telepathy simultaneously transmitted to her the echoes of what the untamed she-wolf felt.
"W-What are you doing?", Jean couldn't help but ask with a shuddering whisper, her lips mere inches away from Laura's. She felt almost ready to melt while sensing the brunette's tender lust for her, her own desires threatening to consume her.
"I am seducing you.", the gorgeous brunette replied with a husky whisper as if it was obvious before shyly biting her lip, a red hue gracing her soft cheeks. Her eyes danced with mischievous lechery and faint hints of insecurity, though the latter obviously couldn't stop the wild-hearted girl any longer now that Jean had taken the first step.
And so, before Jean could say anything it happened again, a kiss.
This time it was Laura who connected their lips with soft affection, her tongue winding around hers with coy desire as they tasted each other for the second time.
The kiss slowly grew in intensity the longer it went on, and Jean couldn't help but whimper during even the shortest pause, wishing she could forgo oxygen in favor of Laura's sweetness and wandering hands that caressed her shoulders, neck, and back.
She was almost losing herself in their intimacy while she returned the caresses and listened to the brunette's adorable mewls and suppressed moans.
"Hya!"
But then Laura suddenly broke the kiss while crying out in surprise and jumping back a bit.
Jean opened her eyes in surprise, her lips feeling wonderfully prickly, and she couldn't help but turn beet red when she saw Elijah standing behind the wild-hearted girl, his clothes likewise discarded as he wore a playful smirk and was equipped incredibly heated gaze.
"Why did you do that?", Laura frowned ever so faintly, her cheeks carrying an embarrassed hue while she held her sides and looked at her love sheepishly. Jean guessed that he must have tickled her, which would explain Laura's posture.
Elijah's smile widened a bit as he looked at the gorgeous she-wolf endearingly, his fingers lightly running down her spine and settling around her waist as he gave her a feather-light kiss on her lips before replying.
"I didn't want to interrupt but we should finish getting cleaned up before the warm water is running out. There is enough time for kissing later.", he reminded them while gently taking Jean's hand to pull her closer and lovingly placing a kiss on her palm before playfully nibbling on her fingers.
Jean knew that Elijah was right, even though her body practically vibrated with need, which wasn't helped by the fact that he looked like a living god in all his naked glory, his hard and sizable manhood just setting off even more sinful cravings.
Laura was seemingly plagued by the same thoughts as she slowly and somewhat hypnotically reached out and gently traced his stiff length with the tips of her fingers before her eyes widened in shock at the realization of her own actions.
Her cheeks flushed with a deep red, as did her neck and the top of her breasts while she quickly hid her hand behind her back as if she had been caught stealing candy red-handed and lowered her head, leaning against Elijah's chest as if to hide in his embrace.
In Jean's eyes, this though only served to make her seem infinitely more charming and adorable.
But still, as untamed as Laura was, she didn't let her own shyness in this situation stop her from making a quiet statement.
"Not just kissing.", she whispered, causing all kinds of images to run through Jean's head that just made her want to finish this shower even quicker as she pressed her lithe form against Elijah's sculpted physique, his hard shaft pushing against her taut belly heatedly.