Helloooooooo :D Sorry for yet another delay, my laptop decided to stop working...it spent ages getting fixed but it seems to be working now, so hopefully it won't happen again :) Thank you so much to everyone that reviewed the last chapter, despite the evil cliffhanger :) This chapter is as hot as I can make it without getting it taken off the site (or turning into a quivering wreck myself XD), so be warned...(mind you, its an M rated fic so no more warnings needed XDDDDD)

Enjoy!

Aela shivered in pleasure as Seranas lips caressed her neck gently. The thought that a single bite from the vampire would mean her death didn't even cross her mind as she tilted her head up to allow Serana to kiss even more of her. At the same time, Morgan was kissing her shoulders and the back of her neck gently.

"I wasn't expecting this you know." Aela managed to utter.

"Us neither, but may as well go along with it." Morgan whispered in her ear in s soft and seductive tone.

Aela had to wonder just how much the Dragonborn had changed so fast. She used to be quiet, unassuming and rather submissive whenever a man had flirted with her in the past. Morgans deceased husband came into her mind for a brief moment before Serana straddled her hips and kissed her full on the mouth. It was then that she realised that Morgan had become something much more than a simple vampire.

She was seductive, had a sharp and witty tongue and could also rip you apart without much effort. In a straight fight, Aela knew that a werewolf as herself had a slight advantage against a vampire, as they were a little stronger and didn't rely on blood to fuel their powers. But Morgan and Serana were a different type of vampire, one that could walk in daylight and could disguise themselves as mortal.

Aela had seen their power at work, and she had to admit that she couldn't handle them in a fight, which irked her a little.

"Quit thinking and…"

Aelas muttered jibe was cut off as Serana pressed herself onto her with a passion that she had never seen. She gasped as she was held gently in Morgans arms while Serana tried her best to grind her into dust.

"Kinky bitch." she grinned as Serana grabbed her face with her hands and kissed her again.

The rest of her thoughts vanished.

Morgan had never been in this sort of situation. She loved Serana more than she could ever tell her, but she also knew that she would never need to tell her either. She had once found Aela rather beautiful when she had first met her, but as she held onto her and kept her submissive with soft kisses, she found that she liked to think of Aela as someone who needed a damn good kiss.

Serana was seeing to that just fine though, so she was happy to stay behind the Companion and allow Serana to take control.

"Now…" Aela said in a whisper.

Morgan grinned as Serana continued to make love to Aela while reaching behind and grabbing Morgans shoulders so that all three of them were pressed together. She was loving this…and maybe one day she would admit that as well.

Aela tried to scream as Serana finally made her lose control, but Morgans hands were covering her face gently and no sound left her lips. Seranas legs clenched her tightly, so tight that she felt a few ribs bend from her strength before finally relaxing, her head slumping on her shoulder. She leaned back and sighed in content as she allowed Morgan to wrap her arms round her and kiss her briefly on the mouth.

"Was that good for you as it was for us Aela?"

"Now I know where to get some stress relief." Aela replied simply…the highest praise she had ever given someone in a sexual way was when she told Farkas that if his brains matched his body, she would have made him hers the second she had met him. Of course, she was kidding in a sense…Farkas was much smarter than most people gave him credit for.

Morgans amused snort of laughter was the response she wanted.

"First time having more than one person Morgan?" Aela now asked her.

Morgan just nodded.

"Good thing you were here, I think your lover would have broken me in half if she were allowed to."

Serana grinned as she swum away from Aela before resting her head on the bank of the pond beside her, her orange eyes glittering in the moonlight.

"I thought you would like it rough." Serana remarked.

It was Aelas turn to laugh as she felt Morgan move away from her and rest on her other side. She leaned back so that all three of them were staring at the night sky above them, their shoulders brushing each other as the heated water cleaned and revitalised their bodies.

"What gave it away?" Aela replied with another snort of laughter.

Morgan smiled at the easy going banter. The thought of having a threesome had never entered her mind in her whole adult life (even though before turning a vampire she had barely reached her mid twenties), but that moment had felt so right. Then she giggled.

"What's so funny?" Serana asked her.

"Imagine if anyone had heard us." Morgan sniggered.

Serana just smiled.

"I wouldn't mind…wouldn't be the first time someone watched me do that." she said, thinking back to her time as a human all those years ago.

"Neither would I. It would show the men how sex should really be done." Aela chipped in, being totally serious while at the same time giving the two vampires a rare compliment.

Morgan had to stick her hand into her mouth so that she stifled the giggling but she eventually managed to force them down as she sat up and dunked her head into the hot water before coming up to surface and smiling at the two women that were staring at her.

"What? I haven't got a mud crab in my hair have I?"

"Your hair is beautiful like that." Aela said simply.

Serana just nodded. She had never seen her hair like this and simply continued to watch as Morgan looked at her reflection in the water.

Morgan smiled. Her hair was black as midnight and because the water had cleaned the hair simply from the heat alone, it was sleek and looked like she had been brushing it all afternoon. She had never wore her hair fully down like this. It used to annoy her when it had to be swept behind her ears in a fight, which was why she wore a helmet of some kind during most fights…but a simple circlet would stop that, and would also allow her to use more enchanted clothing for her magic.

She smiled as she ran her hands through her hair and started to wash the strands in the water, aware that Aela and Serana were watching her as they followed suit.

"I can see why you like her so much." Aela said softly to Serana.

Serana smiled.

"She completes me…and she kicks ass in a fight."

"I think we can both agree on that." Aela agreed as she began to wash her body and hair, a soft smile forming on her face.

An hour later, they were getting dressed back into their now-clean clothing and armour, all of them smiling as they exchanged glances.

"No regrets?" Morgan asked.

Serana and Aela smirked.

"I would do it again in a heartbeat." Aela stated simply.

Morgan grinned as she finished adjusting her armour and picked up her blade, looking at the red enchantment glowing softly in the moonlight.

"Much blood is going to be spilt Aela. I normally wouldn't ask this of most people, with the exception of Lydia….but we could do with another person on our journey."

Aela smiled wider.

"It would be an honour Dragonborn. What is the nature of your journey?"

"There has been too many vampire attacks in Skyrim as I am sure you are aware (a small moment of her deceased husbands face appeared but she blanked that out immediately). Serana and I are going to end this by…"

"Killing my father." Serana finished, sheathing her own dragonbone daggers in a swift and slightly forceful way.

Aela raised her eyebrow but said nothing. She was well aware of the increasing vampire attacks and knew that something was behind the slaughters in the towns and even the countryside. But she hadn't expected Seranas own father to be behind it. And then she noted Seranas lips pressed together in a determined way. She wanted him dead.

"Indeed? So where are we going to first?" Aela said after a moments thought.

Morgan held in her surprise at Aela's instantaneous decision but she remembered that out of all the Companions she had met, Aela was the one that seemed the thrive on battle the most, and always wanted to challenge herself. Most people would think of her as arrogant, but Morgan saw her as someone who was confident in her abilities (werewolf or otherwise), and would do what was needed should she need to.

"Solitude first and then we begin our hunt…or journey, depending on what you prefer." Morgan said with a wink, alluding to Aela's wolf-like thinking and blood gift.

Aela laughed as she hefted her long Skyforge steel blade into a graceful spin before sheathing it.

"Sounds good to me."

Morgan smiled. She hadn't forgotten about Babette and Vezarra. For she knew that the Argonian had been watching them from up a tree of all places. Maybe he had been watching them, but she found that she didn't care. In fact, she liked the feeling that someone had seen the three of them in such throes of passion…after all, it wasn't often that you saw two vampires and a werewolf going at it.

"Come on then, lets get to Solitude before the sun comes up." Serana said as she wrapped an arm round Morgans waist, her hand resting on her thigh.

Aela smiled as she did the same, so that Morgan was in the middle of them.

"Thanks for letting me come along." Aela said quietly.

Morgan winked at her.

"Thanks for accepting."

Veezara waited until the three women had gone before lightly jumping down the tree and running back to the river, where Babette sat with a frown on her pale face.

"You were watching them weren't you?" Babette sighed.

"Only when they had finished."

"How did you know they were finished?"

Veezara frowned now as Babette burst out laughing before hugging him round the waist.

"You are too easy to wind up Brother," she grinned at him as he met her gaze.

"And you are a sneaky and manipulative little….lady."

Babette snickered.

"That's why you all love me. So, they are going to Solitude then? I guess we don't need to shadow them if a werewolf is with them."

"How did you…"

"Oh please dear Brother. I am over 300 years old. I may not have Morgans strength or beauty but I have experience and I know how to detect others around me."

Veezara grinned at her as he picked her up and set the small vampire child on his shoulders, letting her adjust herself so that she was comfortable.

"I think you are as pretty as she is."

Babette smirked.

"Now you are being a suck up. But thank you."

"She devil" Veezara grinned as they set off back towards Falkreath. It would take two days to get back due to Babettes condition involving the sun, but there were plenty of caves on the way…and they may even meet a few Stormcloaks on the way. They both hoped that they would. Babette was hungry for a fight after being cooped up in the sanctuary for a few weeks since Morgan had left their home.

"Come on scaly horse! Faster!"

Veezara had to laugh at her antics. Only Babette had that sense of humour in their home now that the Dragonborn and her companion had left them. But he had a feeling they would meet again.