Hi everyone,
Thank you so much for all the patience you've shown with this story. I do apologize for the long delay since my last update, this year has been a bit of a roller coaster for me and my family.
Before I continue I would just like to thank everyone who took the time to PM me with encouragement not to give up on this story. Anyway, here's the next chapter. It's a bit short but I think you will like it.
Reluctant to leave the dreamworld, Natasha could nevertheless feel the wandering hands of the two elves who lay beside her. Gently she was pulled further from her dreams and sighed in pleasure as one of her loves played with her hair and kissed her neck, while the other ran his warm hands up and down her sides. She smiled and moved her hands to caress in return, receiving a fierce kiss from Aragorn, who pulled her tightly to him.
Opening her eyes and smiling at the half elf, she pushed him back and straddled his hips, moving the egg in its satchel to safety and pulling Legolas close. She kissed first one then the other as two sets of hands now ran along her body, over the fabric of her shirt and then under, tickling the warm skin with nimble fingers.
Passion rose between them and fastenings were soon undone, baring skin to moonlight, hungry eyes and questing mouths. The outside world was forgotten, so to the Quest and their companions, as hearts raced and breathing became difficult. And when their bodies joined, their minds soared together above the clouds, showing each what the other two were feeling, feeding the flames of arousal anew until there was nothing left but love and he pleasure of giving and receiving. When finally they came down from their flight, they lay nestled in each other's arms, floating in a blissful sea of love and contentment. Breathing and heart rates slowed as fingertips ran idly over pebbled skin, and the three lovers sank into sated sleep.
Unbeknownst to the three lovers, vines and branches from nearby trees entwined around them, creating a bower to shield the trio from prying eyes. The softest leaves were arranged beneath then and their blankets were drawn across them to keep the chill of the night away.
In her talan, the Lady Galadriel smiled softly as she turned to her sleeping husband, tracing the beloved features of his face with her fingertips. His eyes regained their focus from the elven sleep, and he smiled up at her and pulled her down for a kiss. Lady Galadriel smiled into the mind of her beloved, showing him without words what she felt, how much she still desired him after all the centuries they'd spent together. Covers and clothing were quickly thrown to the side, the young trio of lovers were not the only ones who needed to satisfy their need for each other.