Of the Shattered Sun

The hurried chatter of Common and Draenei could be heard within the Trader’s Tier of the Exodar. It was a known fact that draenei were hard to bargain with and enjoyed the haggling between trader and customer. Outsiders unused to their ways were usually left feeling dejected and flustered while the native people enjoyed the mock fights between them. This custom usually made this part of the capitol bustle with activity and vigor. It was just the short break that Boro needed from his house and from Aundal’s silence with her burning green eyes.

This last week had left the ebony draenei nearly exhausted. The orders had been made that he had to care for her as he would his wife and make her cum every day; all she had to do was simply follow his orders. Vendors called out to him about their various wares but he paid them no mind, he was too deeply in thought about what he had been assigned.

He remembered Aundal distinctly on the Isle of Quel’Danas. She was always leading groups into the inner sanctums of the Sunwell; often times taking on many enemies at one time while hardly ever needing healing. She was a leader among her kind, she could take blow after blow and remain standing. Boro; however, was the opposite, he was the one that often did the healing. He aided leaders like her…. Perhaps, this was given to him so he could taste leadership and Aundal submission for the first time.

“Too deep in your thoughts to notice an old friend?” Boro turned around to find a kaldorei priest standing before him. His dark purple blue skin stood out starkly against his white robes and his long blue-black hair framed his angular face and pure silver eyes. At first Boro didn’t recognize him but soon realized that his friend had cropped his long beard into a neat moustache and goatee.

“Manathiel, my friend!” They embraced warmly and moved out of the way of crowd into a small area between the stalls. “How have you been? Cut off your beard I see!”

“Only the same fellow healer, in and out of Outlands and Quel’Danas. As for my beard,” he stroked it absentmindedly. “I was hoping to convince Lady Whisperwind to keep me out of Northrend. Perhaps she’ll find me attractive and want to keep me around.” He laughed at his own joke.

“I don’t know how many times I must tell you this, my friend. The Lady Whisperwind wants nothing to do with you!”

“She’s still a woman isn’t she? I’m sure she wouldn’t mind just looking at me!” At this they both laughed. “Come, let us go to the inn and catch up awhile.” The two friends moved fluidly into the crowd and made their way toward the inn. They talked of the conflict in Northrend briefly, how both wanted to visit Dalaran, the cleaning up that was left to do in Outland, and how the Shattered Sun needed to take swifter and more brutal actions against the Burning Legion in Quel’Danas. They reflected on old days and how they had saved the skins of several leaders when they had fought against the Horde in Ashenvale. By the time they reached the inn, Boro had made up his mind about confessing to his good friend.

Upon reaching the establishment they were greeted by Caregiver Breel who then directed an attractive female draenei to help them to their seats. Boro hardly paid her any attention but Manathiel couldn’t keep his eyes off her ample bosom threatening to burst out of her scoop neck dress. She quickly took their orders with a smile and left them. Manathiel followed her shapely figure before turning to his friend.

“I don’t know how you do it.”

“Do what?”

“Survive without groping or grabbing one of these women and humping them!” Boro coughed and laughed. He’d forgotten that even though his friend was a priest he was not afraid to fully speak his mind. “Draenei women are so shapely and sexy…and their tits are so full and huge.”

“I’m getting the feeling that you haven’t had a woman in a long time.”

“It’s been ages, Boro. Ages! I never get the chance or the time since duty calls in Outland and Lady Whisperwind is always sending me to help with the war effort in Ashenvale and Alterac Valley.”

Boro could only nod in agreement, even though dealing with Aundal and forcing her to cum was taxing it wasn’t nearly as exhausting as the constant war effort. Then an idea dawned on him. The lady barkeep had come back with their drinks and a flurry of ways to put the situation in the right words flooded his mind. He watched Manathiel openly flirt with the female and make her blue cheeks flush a ruddy red. There was no doubt now that he knew what to do. As the female left Boro turned to his friend.

“Well, you’re on break now so why shouldn’t you enjoy a woman?”

“I love Kaldorei women but they’re so stuck up it’s almost nauseating. Humans I always found funny looking. Gnomes and dwarves are out.” He took a long gulp from his beer stein and looked over at the draenei woman who waved flirtatiously back at him. “Draenei women are gorgeous but…I don’t think I could handle myself.”

He sighed. Then after looking from side to side and scanning their surroundings he turned to Boro.

“I’ll only admit this to you since you’re my best buddy but…I’ve found myself looking more and more at high elven and blood elf women.”

“What?” Boro faked his surprise. “You’ve been looking at Horde women?”

“Well they’re not REALLY Horde women. They’re just so…I don’t know. I know they’re cruel and their Horde and all but they’re so delicate and beautiful. When I’m in Shattrath I can’t help but admire the Scryer women when they pass, especially the brown skinned ones.”

This was exactly what he’d been looking for and he didn’t even have to goad it out of him. It was already a fantasy of his and he didn’t mind helping to make it come true.

“Manathiel, you’ve spoken the magic words. In exactly two hours meet me at the warm pool in the forest behind my house. Just come as you are, this can only be a secret between us.”

The night elf cocked a long bushy eyebrow and then his eyes widened in amazement.

“You mean you have-”

“Shh, quiet. Just come as I have told you to.”

“I’ll be there.”

Manthiel busied himself after the meeting with his friend by buying cheap beer and continuing to flirt with the busty draenei barmaid. He listened for the chimes within the ship that told the hour and eyed the clock on the bar wall. On the outside he seemed collected but within he felt an excitement that he hadn’t felt in a very long time. He kept imagining the curvy yet slim body of a blood elf woman and he could almost feel her blushing skin beneath his fingertips. He wondered if her voice was a throaty growl or high pitched squeal. He even wondered if she would speak to him in Thalassian as he took her…

As the night elf bid farewell to the sultry barmaid he had to shift his robes around to conceal his growing erection. It was almost 15 minutes to the second hour and it would take almost twenty to reach Boro’s house. He made his way quickly out of the brightly lit ship and into the darkness of the surrounding forest. He strode purposefully up the tallest slope on the island without any trouble from roaming sabers. When he came to a clearing he saw Boro’s house and that a fire was lit inside. He almost went to enter but remembered his instructions to go to the pool behind his house and deeper into the forest.

The kaldorei priest continued to travel and the forest became thicker and thicker. He almost thought that he had lost his way until his nose picked up the scent of water and his ears the sound of a small voice. It was like a siren’s call beckoning him deeper it was so sweet, sultry, and yet also agonizingly sad. Quickly, he shadow melded into the forest and followed the song through the massive trees. He recognized the hymn as Thalassian and could understand some of the words but not all. After traveling through the trees he soon came upon the source of the water and the haunting voice.

Her back was to him and her brown ears pointed straight into the air. The blood elf was running her hands through her white blonde hair as she bathed leisurely in the water. She was built like most of the blood elves, slim and delicate, but the priest could sense her power. Her singing voice was pure and a bit deep for a woman but he enjoyed the sound of it and how she sang so freely since she thought no one was around to watch or hear her.

“Shindu Sin’dorei. Shindu fallah na Sin’dorei. Anar’alah belore….belore.”

She was silent for a moment her head drooping down to her chest. Manathiel frowned but before he could feel sorry for her he detected movement ahead of them. The blood elf also took notice and her body stiffened as she looked straight into the woods. The figure revealed himself from between two trees and the kaldorei sighed in relief to see it was only Boro….even if he was stark naked.

He could barely take his eyes away from the scene as he watched his friend slip into the pool then beckon to the blood elf as he reclined in the water. They exchanged words, probably in orcish, and the lithe woman rose out of the water. Manathiel gulped silently as she revealed her slim but toned body to him. Her skin was glistening and bronze all over. The contrast between her ash blonde hair spilling down her brown back was delightfully sensual. He felt himself get excited when he caught a glimpse of the small of her back and the line where her cheeks met, he felt his hand itching to cup those round globes. Feeling himself getting warm, the kaldorei began to disrobe silently until he was crouching in the bushes naked with his erection hitting his belly button.

The blood elf turned when she reached Boro and sat in his lap, giving the night elf a perfect view of her perky breasts. He couldn’t help but reach down and stroke his erection as he watched Boro knead and suck on her nipples. She looked like she didn’t want to enjoy it but by the way she was grinding into his lap and holding on to his head she clearly did. Boro placed his hands at the juncture of her knees and stood up as he held her spread eagle. Manathiel’s eyes widened and his cocked twitched excitedly in his hands as he witnessed the draenei’s large phallus penetrating the bronze blood elf. They were both glistening from being in the water but he could still tell that the blood elf was dripping wet by how easily Boro slid in and out of her.

He licked his lips as he watched her tits bounce and her nipples become hard and long. His eyes traveled down her belly until he saw the pink of her pussy quivering as it struggled, or thoroughly enjoyed, gulping down Boro’s dark member. The blood elf moaned loudly and shut her eyes to the world as his friend continued to fuck her. Her little pink mouth gasped and swallowed air loudly, he couldn’t help but think that his cock would fit so snuggly inside her mouth. She was crying out in Thalassian and then in broken Common:

“Please…please more, give me more!”

Boro grit his teeth and did as he was told. His fingers gripped her knees harder and as the sin’dorei threw her head back with more than one sporadic “yes!” Manathiel moved closer until her was only yards away from them. He began stroking his dick with abandon and he lost his concentration on his shadowmelding. He flickered in and out of view as the blood elf screamed her orgasm and shuddered in his friend’s arms. Her green eyes opened and her mouth gaped in awe as she continued to spasm against Boro’s chest. Boro; however, noticed Manathiel for the
first time and quickly turned the blood elf around without leaving her pussy so she wouldn’t see him.

The priest didn’t need Boro to give him a signal or tell him any more, he took his chance and slid as silently as he could into the pool. Boro held tightly onto the blood elf to make sure she wouldn’t turn around, and then reached down to spread her brown cheeks apart so Manathiel could see her asshole. Just like the inside of her pussy it was pink and glistening with water. The night elf licked his lips as he stared at it and stroked his cock with abandon. Boro smirked at his friend and nodded in approval for him to do what he wanted to her ass while he had his way with her pussy. Manathiel bit his lip and then slid his finger into his mouth to lubricate it before prodding at her tight asshole.

Immediately the blood elf stiffened and then struggled to turn around to see where this extra hand came from. Boro scolded her in orcish and then held her tightly to keep her still. Manathiel looked at his friend apprehensively but the draenei only nodded that it was all right. Slowly, he pushed his prodding finger into her ass and then added another to stretch and loosen the tight hole. The blood elf groaned but soon relaxed to make it easier for him. The priest was amazed that she did not fight him as he steadily moved his fingers in and out of her tight orifice. When he was satisfied that she was relaxed enough and lubricated enough, he spit into his own hands and rubbed his dick to make it slick with saliva. Positioning himself at her pink asshole he pushed his swollen purple dick inside of her.

It was like her ass had been waiting for him she swallowed him so easily. The female cried out as he steadily filled her, she had probably never had both her ass and her pussy filled before. Manathiel knew he was nowhere near as gifted as Boro but he could tell that he still had to stretch her quite wide in order to accommodate his size. The blood elf gripped Boro’s shoulders and the night elf pushed until he was balls deep inside of her. The ring around the base of him was so tight and inside of her was so warm and sticky he struggled not to cum just from entering. He had almost forgotten this feeling of ecstasy, the pure bliss, the incredible excitement from being with a woman. Suddenly feeling so grateful, he pressed his stomach to her back and reached between her and Boro to pinch at her long nipples and nip lightly at her neck.

He heard Boro whisper what sounded like words of encouragement in orcish to her then watched the couple kiss each other eagerly. When they were finished, she turned around to him and she let him kiss her. The inside of her mouth tasted like honey and sweets, like she’d been snacking on candies before coming to take her bath. She tentatively moved her tongue around his and she stroked his small fangs with her soft tongue as they kissed. While Manathiel was busy sucking on her tongue he felt Boro begin to move within the blood elf’s pussy. The thin barrier between them rubbed roughly against his shaft, causing him to cry out into the blood elf’s mouth as Boro steadily began pumping into her.

The night elf felt a familiar tingling and tightening in his balls as his cock was squeezed and rubbed inside her but gritted his teeth as he tried to hold back. Slowly he began to move his hips, alternating his rhythm with Boro so they both got to fuck her equally and deeply. Manathiel watched their purple cocks fuck the brown blood elf and felt a deep sense of satisfaction. It was like by doing this they showed they were superior to the Horde and they were punishing this former high elf for switching sides.

The blood elf was holding on to Boro for dear life and sticking her ass out to give both of them easier access to her. Manathiel bit his lip as he watched Boro nibble on the lobe of her ear and hold her tightly against him. They began speaking Orcish again and Boro seemed to scold her before fucking her harder. Upon breaking their rhythm Manathiel felt himself get even closer to his limit as the friction increased around his shaft. He buried himself deeper into the Sin’dorei and allowed Boro’s strokes to rub his cock and make him cum.

Manathiel began moving his hips against the blood elf and felt himself getting nearer and nearer to orgasm. He pressed himself against the female’s back and sank his fangs into her shoulder. His mind pulled a blank and all he could hear was the blood elf’s moaning, Boro’s grunting, and the splashing of the water all around them. Blood pounded into his violet blue ears and his eyes rolled back into his head once he felt sweet release take him and his cock spurted his white seed into the pleading woman’s asshole. Shortly afterwards he heard Boro let out a distant cry and the three of them slumped down against the incline of the pool in a panting shaking mass.

They continued like this for hours, sometimes sharing her and sometimes not, switching holes and making her suck their dicks clean of hers and their juices. At first Manathiel wasn’t sure if this was what she really wanted. He would wonder briefly how Boro had come about what seemed to be a blood elf sex slave. Then he would look into her sparkling green eyes and note how she made his purple erection shine in the moonlight. He realized that she wanted to be here, she wanted them to fill her holes, she wanted to suck their cocks, and she was a long way from being satisfied.


A/N:This chapter was hard to write...I had to watch a lot of dp threesomes to get this right! I hope it was worth the wait!