She felt her body tighten as Solas moaned, feeling her grip around his fingers, almost as if begging him not to go. Her body ached as she felt herself stretch, her back bending up into Cullen's lips. Her hand ran up his back, feeling his muscles shift as she moaned feeling his lips move down, Solas's fingers pulling away from her warmth as Cullen grew impatient, his tongue leaving a trail down her navel, dipping low as his body followed in response.
" Cullen?" She asked feeling his tongue move, reminding her of when she came through to him in the fade. But now she could feel his hands grip her thigh running over the sensitive spots so close to her womanhood, causing her to grip onto Solas.
"Solas.." She looked to him begging for his touch as she felt Cullen's stubble tickle her inner thigh, causing her to gasp and squirm against his touch. Cullen worked slowly, teasingly almost as his lips pressed against her inner thigh, tongue gently tracing up causing her body to quake to the feel. Her eyes looked to Solas as if pleading silently to the elf to find any way to alleviate her desire.
"Vhenan.." He spoke, almost chiding as she knew she was at the mercy of both men. Her eyes closed tightly as she tried to hide her disappointment. She was almost always in control, but this night she was getting exactly what she wanted. Her mage and her Templar both in her embrace and body.
Her eyes flew open as she felt the warmth of breath run up her thigh, pulling her back to the reality of the feeling. "Cullen!" She exclaimed, her hands grasping his hair as she felt his breath spread across her sensitive area. She could feel his tongue get achingly close to her womanhood, her hands gripping tighter as he would stop just short.
She had teased and tried him for months now, she couldn't afford to be impatient now.
Cullen could hear her huff in disappointment as his tongue would stop just short of her sensitive warmth. His hands now running over her inner thighs, causing her to buck against him, whimpers escaping her lips.
Cullen could feel himself grow impatient, so close to what he desired in yet he toyed with her like all the times she toyed with him. But he knew he couldn't keep up with the charade, couldn't keep up with the game as he remembered her body within his dreams. How her hands grasped at him, her lips begging for more.
She did ask for more.
His eyes flickered up, looking at Anara's eyes closed in concentration as Solas's fingers ran over her breasts, causing her to bite on her lip, keeping herself as quiet as possible.
Cullen would break that silence.
His tongue gently ran up her warmth, spreading her apart as she gasped, her eyes opening in surprise, her back arched in response, moaning as her hands gripped Cullen's hair. "Cullen!" She nearly screamed in surprise as she felt her body spread open to his tongue.
Solas pressed his lips to her's trying to keep her quiet, hoping not to gain any attention within the Winter Palace. A hand pulled from Cullen's hair, running up Solas's body until she pulled his lips in as her moans grew louder to the commanders tongue burning against her body.
Solas's hand grasped at her breast, his thumb dragging across her nipple as Cullen's tongue flicked against her nub, causing her to bend up into Solas's touch.
She could feel Cullen's tongue rub against her, sending shocks up through her body, her fingers clenching both men. Her whimpers turning into moans as Cullen's hand ran up her navel, feeling the curves of her body as he tasted her on his lips.
Solas could feel his breeches loosen as he felt them being pulled past his hips, Anara's hand desperately seeking his body. Solas moaned in response as he felt her hand upon his manhood, stroking against him, coaxing him to hurry Cullen up.
Solas hands fought with his breeches as he pulled them down the rest of the way, letting Anara touch him, causing him to harden even more in her hand. She could hear the Commander moan, his tongue gently plunging into her body causing another shock to run through her.
The Templar knew how to make a mage squirm in more ways than one it seemed. She could feel his hand run up her body, as if his powers were seeking her's, like old lovers familiarizing themselves once again. She could feel the lyrium etched touch of a Templar, his power against her causing her to feel stifled, like a heavy fog fell upon them.
But Solas wasn't affected as she felt his hand leave sparks on her skin, causing her toes to curl against the bed, her hand stroking Solas a little harder as she felt his magic on her skin.
Cullen felt his manhood harden in his hand as he tasted Anara, feeling her magic in her body pool and spread as both the men worked against her. Both causing pleasure through her. He groaned as he stroked up, knowing that he would end himself here if he didn't claim to mage, and he didn't mind, he was beyond the point of return and he didn't mind it anymore.
He groaned again as he stroked himself again, his hand dragging down Anara's navel, nails raking gently on her skin as they moved down disappearing , following into the warmth of her body as his tongue rubbed against her sensitive spot.
She felt his fingers stroke inside of her body, his pace increasing, leading her down a path to completion. She moaned loudly into Solas's mouth, her hand still stroking him as her breath hitched, her breasts heaving as Solas's fingers traced across her skin, leaving shocks in it's path.
Cullen's fingers began to speed up in pace, his hand stroking himself as he heard Anara moan louder, her legs shifting to the feel, her body arching and quaking to the feel of both magics on her body.
She felt her body begin to spin out of control as Cullen began to pace faster into her body, his tongue running against her. Her moans getting louder as Solas pulled away, letting her voice finally speak, finally letting her moans and gasps escape into the air, spurring both men on.
"Vhenan.." Solas spoke, as her eyes closed feeling herself getting close.
"Solas.." She whispered looking into his eyes, not knowing what else to do now, her eyes pleading with him. To do anything to help her over the edge.
He felt a smile pull at his lips as he leaned in close, his lips so close to her ear that she felt the heat from his breath upon her neck. Spreading further into her body, "Vhenan." His hands teased on her body, the magic still sending shocks through her skin. Reminding her of the magic that they felt between each other since day one.
" Cum for me." Solas whispered, his voice heavier in her ear, pulling her closer to her completion as Cullen's fingers and tongue worked to the brink.
" Cum for us both. Then you'll be ours." Solas groaned again as he felt her stroke hard against his member, his hand grasping at her breast, a growl forming on his lips as he bit her shoulder words in his mind.
"Cum for us."
Solas was losing control of his body quickly, wanting to howl to the sky as he took Anara, but this wasn't his moment. This was Cullen's this was Cullen's time. This was his time to be joined with the mages, to be forever linked like he was with Anara.
Her hands gripped as she came, her back arching off the bed as Cullen felt her clench around his fingers, their names breathlessly being spoken upon her lips. Lost to the feel of pleasure both men produced, that both men expertly played.
Cullen's tongue ran up her warmth one last time, savoring the taste upon his lips and fingers. He pulled away, looking into Anara's eyes as he slowly wiped his lip. His eyes screaming for satisfaction, darkened with lust as he leaned back in, his body leaning over Anara's, his pants sliding over his hips.
Anara looked down his chest, at the toned muscles and hard planes that met her eyes. He was well trained that was for sure, a warrior without a single doubt in her mind. His arms felt strong, powerful with each swing he made with sword and shield. His stomach was flat after years of hard training, she even felt the power in his body in his legs. Toned and strong after years of wearing armor.
Her eyes traced a path over the scars on his chest that lead down, followed by light chest hair that followed down his navel. Like a path to travel to better and distant lands. She looked over his hardened manhood, his pants fell down over his hips, moving down his legs like a second skin, wishing to free himself finally.
Anara could feel her leg running up his hip, trying to coax the Templar and Commander into her body. "Cullen.." She whispered as he looked down at her his eyes looking into hers as he seemed to flounder. Her fingers touched his face, as she looked at him, reassuring him, committing to him in this moment. " More…" She whispered, her lips meeting his as his hips were being pulled in by Anara's legs wrapped around him.
Cullen could feel himself lose resolve as he felt himself at her entrance, the slick heat welcoming him as he gave in. To her, to himself, to Solas and his endless plots, they would become one. In this night and in all the nights to come.
Cullen groaned as he felt himself enter her, His back stiffening as he felt Anara's hand on his back, urging him in, the moans on her lips encouraging him. But she felt impossibly tight to him, so threateningly tight that Cullen feared he could end it all right here.
He slowed his pace, keeping himself steady as he buried himself completely into her, wanting to only do this right. He felt his head hit her shoulder, his back arching as his hands gripped her hips, not wanting to pace himself, to lose himself in the feel of completion. Something he had so rarely been able to have with another person. There was a chance once in Kinloch, and another in Kirkwall, but duty absorbed him. Now, though was different, no longer bound by code, Cullen felt himself liberated, free to pursue his desires.
He felt his hips slowly move, Anara's legs responding in kind as she began to moan, her back arching up against Cullen.
Cullen felt her relax against him as he began to move, his manhood plunging deeper into her body.
" Cullen." He felt her hand in his hair now, gripping tightly as he began to pick up pace. His body now wanting to feel everything, to touch everything, to taste and sense it all.
Cullen pulled himself back, his body towering over her's as he grabbed her leg, raising it to his shoulder. He felt himself slam harder into her body, his mind and body lost to the warm heat that enveloped him tightly.
Solas rolled off the bed, his hands grabbing Anara's hand, gently pulling with him as he crossed to the other side. He leaned across the bed, his hands running up Anara's arms, pulling them gently back into his lips.
Anara felt her body completely exposed now, Cullen's body thrusting into her own, his hands gripped tightly on her hip and her ankle as he moved in and out of her. She could hear a growl upon his lips as he slammed into her body again, causing her to gasp, her back arching off the bed.
Solas had taken her arms, holding them above her head, her scars bare to both the commander and Solas. Cullen's hand ran off her hip, moving across her navel grasping a breast in his hand as he moved into her body. His eyes closing at the feel as her voice began to get heavier, louder in response to his movements.
"Cullen." He heard her beg, feeling his thumb rubbing against a darkened nipple, "CULLEN!" She gasped, bucking against the commanders member, causing a groan to escape his lips as he slammed into her again. His pace now losing track as he felt himself becoming lost to the intoxication around him.
"Anara.." He moaned out feeling himself begin to lose pace, his body now betraying him after waiting for so long.
She moaned, feeling Cullen lose pace, but she knew this isn't how she wanted it to end. She ripped her arms from Solas's grip, pulling on the Commander's shoulders, wishing to pull him down against her skin.
Cullen was caught off guard, feeling himself slip up as he lost grip of her ankle, beginning to tumble forward as Anara's body fought for dominance.
He was taken aback, not expecting such a sudden change in position. Cullen felt his back on the bed, his eyes staring up at the Orlesian ceiling and drapes that covered the bed. He drew a blank for a moment until Anara leaned over him now. Their bodies still entwined, except she was now in charge.
He looked at the blue samite that still clung to her, looking as Solas pulled the delicate material off her shoulders, dropping it to the ground. Cullen could feel his toes curl as he felt Anara move on him, her body raising like the waves of the ocean, only to be pulled back with the tide.
Cullen's hands gripped her hips as he felt her move, her body careful with her movements, not wishing to drag the Commander down so quickly.
Solas moved behind her, his hands pulling her hair away, his teeth biting against her skin as she moved, causing a mix of pain and pleasure inside of her. Her hand pressed Solas closer, wanting more as she began to ride her lion, her Commander, her Templar, her lover.
Solas's hand moved down, stroking himself as he felt Anara's body claiming the man she wanted. Her hands spreading across Cullen's chest, supporting her as she began to move more. Her hips rolling over his manhood, pushing and pulling happening between the two bodies. Both wanting and needing of the other. Both in desperation of completion.
Cullen could feel her hands upon his chest, her body beginning to become lost to the pleasure they both were creating. Cullen's hand moved the hair from her eyes, the long brown locks messy and disheveled. Her lips red from all the harsh kisses and the rough lips that caressed hers. Her eyes filled with need and want as she continued to ride him, her body aching for more. Something he'd be more than willing to supply.
Cullen's body stiffened as he felt a small shock on his chest, feeling Anara's magic touch him, feeling her magic caress outwards against his templar ability, almost as if teasing. Cullen arched his hips in response, his hands grabbing her hips as he met in force with Anara.
She threw her head back against Solas's shoulder as she felt the commander pound against her, his body matching in response to the magic that she had.
Solas felt his cock stiffen against Anara's back, his hand still stroking as he felt Anara arch against him. Her body aching for the completion that all three wanted so badly.
"Vhenan. I'm close. Are you?"
He could feel her respond back, her body pressing against him again. a moan escaping as Cullen pulled her hips down onto his manhood. He was losing pace as she continued to brace herself on his chest, her magic still running across his skin. Causing him to buck against her, causing him to grip her hips tighter and pull her down onto his member.
Solas could feel himself get closer as his hand ran up Anara's back, pulling her into a kiss as Cullen continued to pull her hips into himself. She yelped into Solas's mouth, the feeling of both men against her was spiraling her out of control.
She broke away from Solas's lips, her body wanting to reach its completion, threatening to drag both men down with her.
Her hands gripped against Cullen's chest, her body rocking against Cullens hips faster. Her body seeking completion by the way of Cullen's cock.
Cullen's hand grasped at her breast as she began to ride him out, her pace quickening as she was finding her way to euphoria. Solas's hand gently pushed Anara over to the Commander. Allowing them the closeness that her and Solas has had for many months now.
His hand slid up Anara's side as his pace increased on his member. Solas was almost there, with his Vhenan and the Commander. He knew they would all fall around the same time. But he knew Anara would be all their undoing.
"Cullen." she moaned as she felt Solas gently push her forward, her lips pressing against his, her eyes looking over the scar on his lip, and the stubble on his chin.
"Anara." Cullen spoke looking back at her, their eyes meeting as she felt her body began to tense up. She licked her lips as she began her descent. He could feel her body begin to tighten, threatening to end him now as her hands gripped tighter on his chest. Feeling the magic between the two mages and himself was like a torrent. Like a tempest raged within them all, threatening to spill out into the world around them.
"Cullen!" She almost screamed as she had hit her end, her body clenching on Cullen as his lips claimed her's holding back her name as he met in response.
"Solas.." He heard her say to him in his mind her voice whispering out to the elf behind her, his body tensing as he heard the Commander groan, his hips thrusting into Anara. her tightness while she came being the Commander's undoing, dragging him down, spilling his seed inside her body.
Solas hand gripped Anara's hip as he felt the waves of pleasure roll through the room, in Anara's magic he felt the shock of his hair standing on his arms. From the Commander as if a silence, or cooling aura filled the room in response.
" Vhenan.." Solas groaned finally meeting in response to his Vhenan and to the Lion in the tower.
He spilled his seed over his hand, his hand still gripping tightly on Anara's hip as he towered behind her, his body still wanting more. Still wanting to stay joined with his Vhenan, but tonight he had to hold aside his wants and needs for the wants and needs of others.
The Commander had earned his place, he had fought against them for so long, but he knew that this was what they all needed.
Anara leaned back to Solas her body still joined with Cullen as her arm hooked around Solas's neck, pulling him in. " Emma Lath." She spoke gently as her lips pressed against his. Solas groaned, he could feel his body responding already to the touch and kiss of his Vhenan. Maybe later on, after the Commander slept. She didn't need sleep after all right?
" Ar lath ma." Solas spoke gently as they parted lips, eyes heavy from the hours of drink and talk, Anara could still feel the cold on her body as the heat began to dissipate. It was still nighttime for now, and they should take advantage of it while they can get some rest.
She pulled herself away from the Commander, her body hitting the sheets of the bed as she laid there in silence only broken by sighs of relief.
Cullen turned onto his stomach to look at Anara laying there, her body covered in goosebumps as she felt the cold on her skin, "Anara.." Cullen spoke, looking at her, his body moving closer to hers.
She looked into his eyes, a warm smile spreading upon her lips as she felt a blanket pulled over the cold skin. "Cullen.." She spoke gently as she leaned in, lips pressing against his quickly, a sweet kiss meant only for lovers.
Cullen looked up to see Solas pulling the blanket aside as he climbed in beside Anara. "I should go." Cullen spoke, almost ruining the mood with the abrupt words.
"Don't be silly." Anara spoke grabbing his hand, "it's an Orlesian bed, It can easily fit three people." She pulled his hand closer to her body, refusing to let it go. Cullen could hardly refuse her at this point after all they've done together in this night.
He pulled the blankets aside, his body rolling onto the soft mattress. His head resting against the pillow as Anara rolled over, gently pressing her lips against both men before she fell asleep. The darkness of the night beginning to threaten to spill over into daytime. But this passion that they felt tonight, that they had would be for them alone, forever.
Cullen felt himself curious, suddenly wondering what would happen if they were found in the morning.
" Anara?" He heard a soft voice respond back, although not with any words.
" What happens if we're discovered, we're in Orlais, they like to talk about these things."
Anara deeply breathed, her words carelessly said about Orlais, " We're in Orlais, let them talk. It'd be the most exciting thing they'd get to talk about in their lifetime."
With that Cullen gave a light chuckle as his arms wrapped around Anara's waist, pulling himself in closer, feeling her body fit perfectly against his. He opened his eyes long enough to see her hand on Solas's chest, her brown hair a mess among both men. Spread out like the dying trees of winter. She laid now between her two lovers, her mage, and her Templar. Her elf and her human. The Wolf and the Lion.