Sandor didn't get relief from his duty until late that night. He walked into the pub to see Moira and Kezya sitting at the bar talking. The pub itself was empty save for Turman and Opal chatting with two old merchants sitting at one of the tables.
"Ooh, your Hound is here," Moira teased Kezya, who flashed Sandor a dazzling smile as he entered.
"He's all mine? Goody for me," giggled Kezya.
"I belong to no one," grumbled Sandor. Her words caused an unfamiliar fluttering in his belly.
"Well, you're welcome to call me yours any night," swooned Kezya as Sandor took a seat beside her.
"Me too!" Moira chimed in, slipping an arm around Kezya's shoulders. Kezya grinned and returned the embrace, their faces quite close.
Sandor's cock twitched as he watched them. "You two have something going on like those blondes?"
Both women giggled.
"No," Moira purred. "But we could if you wanted…"
"Mmm. Black and red hair all mixed together in passion," purred Kezya. Moira grinned and leaned closer to her tentatively. Kezya smiled and closed the gap, kissing Moira fully on the lips.
Sandor stared hungrily as their bodies pressed together, their different colored strands mingling as their kisses continued with more passion. Moira, bold as ever, slipped a hand between them and groped through Kezya's skirts, making Kezya gasp into their kiss.
"Both of you. Room. Now," Sandor growled low, making both women shiver pleasantly as they parted to look at him. The women exchanged smirks before each took one of Sandor's arms and guided him down the hallway towards their rooms.
Kezya pulled the other two into her room, the grin on her face sly.
"Make yourself comfortable."
Sandor did just that, kicking off his boots before reclining back on Kezya's bed. Moira plopped down next to him and motioned for Kezya to join them. The moment Kezya drew close, Moira pulled her into her lap and stole a long kiss. Sandor watched silently, his eyes darting between the two women with intrigue.
Kezya leaned her forehead against Moira's as the other woman's hand disappeared beneath the hem of her dress. Sandor interfered only to help slip Kezya's loose dress over her head. This way he had a full view of what Moira was doing to her. Moira resumed her actions, rubbing Kezya's clit in slow circles, making her wet. Kezya laid sweet kisses upon her lips and peppered some down her neck. Then she tugged up on Moira's dress, disrobing her hastily to latch upon a nipple while slipping a hand down to play with her pussy.
The bulge of his erection made Sandor's trousers uncomfortable, so he removed them without breaking eye contact from his show.
Kezya and Moira had temporarily forgotten about him, their kisses deep and passionate as their hands worked frantically.
Kezya was the first to give in, her free arm holding on to Moira desperately as she rode Moira's fingers to orgasm, her moan indulgent and sweet-sounding.
Sandor's cock stood at attention in response to the sound. He stroked himself slowly as he watched Kezya push Moira on to her back and take over.
Kezya dove between Moira's legs, using her creamy thighs as arm rests as she used her tongue to satisfy her raven-haired friend. Moira gasped softly and buried her fingers in Kezya's fiery locks. It was too much for Sandor to witness Kezya doing such wicked things with her plump ass sticking in the air. Sandor crawled behind her and placed a hand on her thigh before opening his mouth wide and sinking his teeth into her left ass cheek.
Kezya let out a yelp and then a moan as he ran his tongue over the teeth marks to soothe them. His tongue eventually trailed lower to settle at her sensitive nub, circling it slowly. Moira let out a genuinely lustful moan, petting Kezya's head as her tongue delved deeper. Kezya kept focused despite having Sandor's tongue inside her and lapped steadily at Moira's center. After several moments, Moira threw her head back in pleasure as she gave in with a guttural moan. Kezya crawled forward to kiss her, mingling their tongues. Sandor growled as he scooted to follow her, kneeling behind her to take her hips into his hands. Kezya moaned in her kiss with Moira as Sandor entered her, his hips taking a slow but steady rhythm.
"Take that dick, love," encouraged Moira, a smirk planted firmly on her face. "Take all of it."
"Oh, yes," Kezya moaned, her back arching. Moira reached to rub Kezya's sensitive clit. Sandor ground his hips into Kezya, drawing a series of lustful cries. He growled in satisfaction and pushed her down into the mattress, making her pin Moira beneath them.
"Hells yes," giggled Moira, before sharing a kiss with Kezya.
Sandor kissed along Kezya's neck as he thrust into her, listening to her moan into her kisses with Moira, which grew more frenzied as Sandor's tempo increased.
He felt her tighten upon him and her essence splash against his balls as she muffled herself into Moira's neck. He buried himself into her to enjoy her tightness, continuing his attentions on her neck.
"Mmm, you made her come good," whispered Moira, glancing between them with an aroused glint in her eye. Kezya grinned and leaned her head to the side to allow Sandor's kisses better access, her face blissful.
"He's still buried in me and still hard," she moaned to Moira.
"Mmm. I want some of that."
Wordlessly, Sandor slipped from Kezya's slickness and Moira was quick to guide him into her with her hand. Kezya remained sandwiched between them. Moira let out a pleased hum while suckling Kezya's nipples while Sandor reached around to rub Kezya's clit as he fucked Moira. Her head was turned towards him, meeting his occasional kisses. He thrust harder into Moira, drawing joyful sounds from her, yet he held Kezya's hips for traction, one of his hands squeezing her ass. Just a few more hard thrusts and Moira was hanging onto Kezya as well, letting out a primal cry of satisfaction. Sandor's growl answered as he found his release holding on tight to Kezya.
"Gods, you two are beasts," sighed Kezya.
Sandor and Moira settled on either side of Kezya. Moira nudged Kezya to face Sandor as she spooned her from behind, softly running a hand through her red locks. Kezya cuddled into Sandor's side as they all started to doze.
Kezya awoke with something hard poking into her hip. She blinked her eyes open and realized she was half lying on Sandor. A large hand stopped her as she was about to move off of him.
"I'm horny again," he murmured breathily. Kezya ground back against his hardness in response, smiling at his sudden intake of breath. He swiftly maneuvered her to straddle him and she stole a kiss as her hand guided him into her ready wetness.
Moira lay sleeping beside them as they slowly rocked together, Kezya rolling her hips and Sandor lifting his to meet hers at the right moment. Kezya sought his lips in a kiss to muffle every moan. Sandor enjoyed planting a palm on each ass cheek, maneuvering her to rock harder on his cock.
It wasn't long until she was squeezing upon his cock and he was thrusting up hard into her tightness, emptying himself with a grunt. They lay there, lazily kissing and running touches over one another until sleep claimed them again.
"Aren't you two cozy?" Sandor's eyes snapped open to see Kezya resting her head on his chest and Moira leaning over them, a smirk on her face.
"Breakfast is ready, big man. Unless you'd like breakfast in bed…"
Kezya tilted her head to gaze at him, a crooked smile on her lips.
"I'll not wear you out before this evening. I will be back." Sandor slipped out from under Kezya and gathered his clothes. He dressed quickly and handed both girls their share in coins before going to breakfast.