1 Human 2 Night Elf Females

Journal Entry 2

I awoke this morning to find a sight that will chill
me until the day that Elune chose to remove me from
the hallowed grounds of Azeroth. The day started out well
enough. I fed the mounts their daily ration of meat.
I supplied Monarch (The Lady's pet), and I polished
Her armor. Some would scoff at my duties. I am after
all a reasonably seasoned veteran of the Alliance.
Many a Horde hath fallen to my blades. I don't mind them
the chores, however. I do them for Her. She is my life and all
that I live for. It was She that pulled me out of
misery and showed me that there is a better way.

Today however, I forgot my calling. After my chores I
went to Her chambers to the tiny inn near Goldshire.
In my hands I carried a simple breakfast of fruit and
boar meat. When I entered Her chambers I was appalled
at the sight. She was in bed with the human warrior.
Memories our our time spent together flooded back to
me. I thought of the lonely cold nights in Winterspring
where we had huddled together for warmth, of my mouth
on her womanhood in Azshara when we had been stuck
on the beach surrounded by Naga, and of the times she
had expressed love for me when my cunning had assisted
her. All of that was gone now. She held no special feelings
for me when she held him. That I knew instantly.

My first instinct was to kill him on the spot. I had
concocted a certain poison the previous night, and I
knew it would be particularly deadly. As I pulled the
dagger from my hip, a thought crossed my mind. The
passion that the Huntress and I have shared may have
been just that. Passion...nothing more, nothing less.
She is an amazing lover. More capable in bed than I
shall ever be. But if it were just passion that I
shared, and this human gave her something that I
simply cannot... who am I to kill him and deprive her
of what she needs.

I did the only thing I could think of. Having been
her ward for so long, I knew nothing else. Her
happiness will always come before my own. I began to
slowly undress. My hands shook as I removed the silk
bindings on the dress that I wore. Once my clothing
was removed, I stood there quietly shaking before the
sleeping lovers. I pulled the heavy wool blanket from
their naked bodies, and slid between the man's legs.
Remembering a thing or two from my days as a whore I
took him into my mouth and began to awaken his
sleeping giant. He was very well endowed for a human,
and it was not long before he was fully erect (and
awake), pumping gently into my mouth. My eyes locked
onto the sleeping Huntress while my mouth serviced the
man. Before long he let out a groan and I knew he was
close.

I tried my best grin as I pulled my lips from him, and
slid my body up his. At this point I wasn't sure how
far I should go, but he was more than eager to sample
everything I could offer. My breasts were crushed
against his body, and my nipples stiffened against
his heavily muscled chest. I felt him eagerly thrust
against my opening, and with a soft sigh I gave him
release. He entered me with a guttural groan, and I
felt my pussy begin to stretch. I remember crying out
as he broke the the plane of my womanhood, and
began a slow rhythmic pumping inside of me. My body
quaked with the sensation. I felt as though I would
be slowly but surely torn in half.

To his credit the human noticed my discomfort, and
pulled out of me. His stiff prick teasing my lips
drove me to the brink. I realized then and there that
I had been missing something that not even The
Huntress could provide me. With a grunt I drove
myself back onto him and I was treated by a whimper
from him. His eyes rolled back, and I heard him
softly mutter something about being to tight. Just
then, a shudder ran through my whole body and I
realized what was happening. For the first time in
months I was about to climax. It rippled through me
like a tidal wave off the shore of Auberdine. My body
quivering, and then finally breaking loose. I rode him
wantonly. I cursed in Darnassian and common before
finally collapsing on top of him. I felt him pull out
of me, and a warm stream of his seed shot up my
backside.

His twitching cock finally laid to rest, I was collapsed
completely on top of him. He pulled his arms around my
neck and kissed my neck a few times before muttering
something in my ear. I glanced over at the Huntress,
and realized that she had been staring at me. My eyes
met hers and I trembled in fear. Anger, lust, and
something else burned within her. Even as I write
this, I still do not know the hell that I have brought
upon myself. She has not spoken a word to me all day.
I can only hope that this is not my final entry...