Marielle x Aela x Lydia x Mjoll

Without Esbern slowing them down, they did make it back to Whiterun quite a bit faster than their journey west. And it was back in Whiterun that Jenassa bid them goodbye. Though she would have liked to keep working with Marielle, she was a mercenary and needed to be paid. Marielle wasn't exactly flush with coin herself, nor was Lydia, Aela or Mjoll. The other four understood, of course, Jenassa assuring her that she'd work a couple of jobs, make some coin, and would join them again as soon as she was able.

After a night in Breezehome, where the four of them actually just slept together, perhaps the first night Marielle could remember that she slept next to her lovers but not fucking them before or after, they agreed after waking early that they'd see if the carriage could take them to Ivarstead instead of walking. Thankfully, the carriage driver agreed, so the four of them made sure they wrapped up warm in preparation for the day long ride up the mountain.

To her surprise, after dinner and drinks at The Vilemyr Inn, she was taken by hand by Aela to one of the bedrooms, as it was obvious Lydia and Mjoll were heading to the other. Once the door was closed, Aela closed the gap and just that first kiss was… passionate, Marielle moulding her body into her lover. It lasted quite a while, neither of wanting to do anything than kiss and hold each other until needing to finally part just to catch their breath.

"I'm sorry," Aela said, "I've been distracted."

Marielle felt the smile form immediately. "Aela, trust me, I understand why you have feelings for her. I adore Lydia too."

"It's strange. I've gone for years just fucking really anything that moves. Had all these rules. Never fuck someone two nights in a row. Don't get close as I'll get attached. I've always liked Lydia, but spending all this time with her…" She paused and gave her a soft kiss. "Still really fucking like you too though."

"You can really fucking like more than one person. Aela, I had a conversation with Mjoll the other night, worried about everything. I think we should all just realise we really like each other and just have fun. And if feelings develop, deal with them as you see best."

"Bet Lydia has fun with Mjoll tonight too," Aela said with a grin.

Marielle slowly fell to her knees, the grin on Aela's face broadening, running hands up her perfect legs before slowly pulling down her panties, her skirt keeping her cock covered. Reaching behind to undo her skirt, that fell the ground to reveal her beautiful cock. Grabbing the base, she ran her tongue from her balls, up her shaft to the head, Aela releasing a gasp as she wasted no time lowering her mouth around her cock.

"Marielle, by Ysmir," Aela breathed, immediately running her fingers through her hair.

Running her fingers up and down her legs, occasionally squeezing her arse, Marielle made love to her cock with her mouth. She kept it slow at first, simply enjoying the feeling, thinking back to when she'd last sucked her cock. She'd been fucked by Aela, but she hadn't had a cock in her mouth for a couple of days now. She was happy to give Aela her first blowjob in a few days.

Aela spent the entire down looking down, half a smile on her face, but adoration in her eyes. No doubt she looked at Lydia in a similar fashion. Aela wasn't making a lot of noise, so they could hear giggling from the room next door. "Going to make you moan loudly, Aela."

Aela giggled as Marielle really started to give her the sort of treatment they both loved. Divines, Marielle knew she was sometimes obsessed, either being fucked by her lovers, but she could also spend all night blowing them all without being touched, and she'd be happy. One of her life motto's was 'live to give', and by the Nine, she loved to give head.

All her usual tricks were soon working, feeling Aela gently thrust into her mouth, the sign she was getting ready to cum. Pulling her back just enough to focus on her sensitive head, Aela gasped more than once, whispering she was getting ready to cum. Within a minute, she groaned quietly as Marielle felt the first thick blast of cum into her mouth, Aela groaning little louder with each subsequent blast, Marielle swallowing most of it down eagerly, savouring the taste of her sweet cum. Once her cock stopped throbbing, Aela immediately dropped down to her knees and gave her one hell of a kiss.

"Divines, Marielle…. I don't know what to say."

"I'm just glad you came in my mouth again." That made Aela giggle before they kissed again. "I've loved doing that every time since our first. Your cock is just… perfect. I say that about nearly every cock I see, but I've always thought yours was beautiful."

Aela needed to look away and blink rapidly, so Marielle just hugged her, Aela hugging her back. Resuming their heavy kissing, the rest of their clothing was eventually removed, Aela gently feeling between her legs, definitely smiling at how wet she already was, so it was no surprise Marielle ended up back on the bed, her legs carefully spread wide as Aela rested between her, teasing her pussy with her cock as they made out, before lips slowly moved down her body, focusing on her erogenous zones, plus the other fun parts of her body, before Aela finally focused on her pussy.

"By Talos, just your scent makes me want to cum sometimes," Aela whispered, running her tongue up her slit, "And then I taste you, and just like when you blow me, I don't want to stop sometimes."

"Neither do I," Marielle whispered, "I mean I don't want you to stop."

Aela chuckled. "You just lie back and enjoy it, Marielle. Just like how you hadn't blown me, I actually can't remember the last time I enjoyed your pussy like this."

So Marielle did just that, closing her eyes and focusing on all the sensations. It wasn't just her tongue. It was the way she breathed. Her hands moving up and down her body, reaching up and caressing her nipples, Just feeling her fingers graze then sent shivers down her spine. And Aela never used her fingers in addition to her tongue. No, Aela the Huntress ate her pussy, and used only her mouth. Divines, she proved as talented as ever, and as determined as ever, to make her cum constantly. She soon had Marielle writhing in ecstasy, moaning constantly, enough Lydia and Mjoll would definitely have heard next door. Probably turned them on too.

Her first orgasm made her feel ecstatic. Her second one almost made her pass out, much to the amusement of Aela, who interspersed some rather rude and erotic suggestions of what they should do next, in between what her tongue was otherwise doing. The third one nearly made her cry, she felt so good. That was when Aela did stop, slowly kissing up her body before their mouths met again, feeling Aela gently slide her cock inside her, immediately placing her heels on her lower back, feeling her lover gently start to thrust inside her.

"Cum in me more than once," Marielle whispered.

"I plan on it," Aela whispered back.

Marielle was soon digging fingers into her lovers back, though Aela never started to really pound her. She didn't need to, though that didn't mean she didn't make Marielle whimper into her mouth, as her cock was long and thick enough thrusting into her to provoke that sort of reaction. The desire they had for each other during that time was all encompassing. No thoughts about anything else except the one they were with. Marielle thought of that word obsession. She didn't want Aela to stop until she was satisfied, and she was in one of those moods where it would take a long time until she wanted to stop.

Aela came inside her twice before they switched positions, Marielle wanting to ride her, and Aela wanting to watch her. That just meant Aela's hands could move across her body as Marielle remaining sitting up while bouncing up and down on her cock. When Aela moved fingers down to her clit, it caused her to moan loudly, and being as sensitive as it was, and as excited as she was feeling, the fact she enjoyed another tremendous orgasm surprised neither of them. Then Marielle lay down on her forearms, and begged Aela to fuck her and cum… then they could go to sleep.

Hands ran down her body to rest on her arse, Aela kissed her deeply… then Marielle was fucked hard. When Aela came inside her again, that was the end for both of them. Aela immediately relaxed back on the bed, satisfied smirk on her face, as Marielle would have liked to remain where she was, but if she didn't move, she'd end up riding her again. Sliding off her body, she cuddled into her side, Aela immediately wrapping an arm around her, pulling her tighter.

"Glad we did that," Aela said quietly.

"Me too. We're good together."

"Still haven't had time with Lydia and I either. Not for a while, anyway."

"Aela, we have plenty of time. Honestly, I'm happy with just one of you each night. I love the threesomes, the gangbangs, the group sex, that's all a lot of fun. But what we just shared is perhaps a little better. It's more… intimate."

"Means more?"

"In a way, yes, because we're already good friends, but we add some really great sex to it, which only brings us closer."

"I think the same too," Aela whispered, leaving a soft kiss on her forehead, "I'm fucking the Dragonborn!"

"Still me, Aela. Trust me, I sometimes think it's the Divines playing a joke on me. I'm sure the Dragonborn was meant to be some six foot plus, strapping warrior, capable of killing enemies with one swing of his sword, massive cock swinging and fucking anyone he wanted, probably killing dragons just by breathing on them, grabbing them by the tail and swinging them around or something. Instead, the Dragonborn is a tiny woman, I mean I'm smaller than you, can barely hold up a sword, though I'm good with a bow, spending half my time terrified, despite appearances. And, to be honest, I'm spending most of my time thinking with my pussy than anything else. I came here wanting to adventure around and get laid."

"You're terrified?"

"Of course I am, Aela. Little old me taking on a dragon? I know what the Greybeards told me. I know what my fate apparently is. I never asked for any of this. A large part of me doesn't want it. But I'll do it because it's right. I'll just spend half my time shaking with fear because of it."

"You're not the only one who gets scared," Aela whispered, "I've been in some spots, thinking I was going to die. In those moments, life passes by your eyes, wondering if I was going to take the next journey. All warriors feel that fear, Marielle, particularly before a fight. The fact you admitted all that to me simply means you're human. And I respect the hell out of you for confessing that to me." Aela squeezed her, as Marielle hugged her back. "Thank you for trusting me with it."

"I trust all of you, but I thought you should know."

"Well, I think you're one of the bravest people I've met. And I'm glad I'm also one of your lovers."

"Oh, that was guaranteed regardless once I saw your cock." They shared a glance and burst into giggles, Marielle settling back against her, both of them yawning. "I adore you, Aela. As much as those two women in the room next to us."

"That feeling is returned… Dragonborn."

The walk up the seven thousand steps took most of the next day, leaving the inn not long after sunrise, their bellies full of a hot stew they had organised to be prepared before they departed. Thankfully, though it was bitterly cold, the weather remained clear the entire way, providing spectacular views of Skyrim below them.

The four were exhausted by the time they walked into High Hrothgar. Marielle's legs were just about ready to give out, having to walk through deep snow a real strain on the muscles, but even Mjoll, with her incredibly long legs in comparison, struggled to keep moving at times. At least the walk down was slightly easier…

Meeting the Greybeards this time almost led to an argument with Arngeir. He wasn't pleased to hear she was working alongside the Blades. And when it came to asking about the Shout she required, he at least knew its name. Dragonrend. But he did not know of it, explaining how each Shout would affect the soul of those who used it.

In the end, it took another Greybeard, Einarth, to gently chastise Arngeir, and it was agreed she alone would walk the Throat of the World to meet the Greybeard leader, Paarthurnax. Given the three words of the Shout required for the journey, she told the other three to simply wait until her return. Lydia did worry that it was already rather late, but Marielle was of the opinion the quicker she learned what was needed, the quicker the entire issue would be resolved.

Once at the summit of the mountain, the fact Paarthurnax turned out to be a dragon wasn't that great a surprise. Sure, when he first arrived, Marielle almost shat herself, but when the dragon simply wished to converse in the dragon tongue, leaning another word of a Shout then breathing fire into his face, it was a rather surreal experience.

Unfortunately for Marielle, Paarthurnax did not know the words required either. She needed an Elder Scroll. Divines only knew where she'd get one of those. Paarthurnax didn't know either, suggesting she speak to the Greybeards about it.

It was dark by the time she headed back down the mountain, using a spell to provide enough light that she didn't go tumbling over the edge to her death. She was feeling a little cold by the time she entered the old monastery, dinner waiting for her, and it was after dinner she sat down with Arngeir and asked about an Elder Scroll. She'd heard of them, of course. Everyone had. But where on Tamriel did you find one?

Arngeir didn't know the locations of any Elder Scroll himself, but he did offer a suggestion. The College of Winterhold, far to the north. Thanking him for their help, she sat down with her lovers afterwards and explained what was necessary. "Any of you been that far north to the College?"

The three shared a glance then all shook their head. She thought Aela might have been around the area for a Companions contract. Lydia made sense. Mjoll had done some adventuring, but she'd spent time around Tamriel, not just Skyrim. "There's nothing really there except the College," Lydia explained, "And none of us are particularly skilled when it comes to magic, particularly compared to you."

"Okay, so obviously this is turning into more than even I expected. I'm not expecting you to come to the College…"

"We're coming to the College," Mjoll stated firmly.

"Aye, you're not getting rid of us that easily," Aela added with humour.

"It's just going to be quite the journey," Lydia added, "We'll have to carriage from Ivarstead to Whiterun, then to Windhelm…"

"Fuck that, we're taking horses," Aela stated, "I'll ask Kodlak about using Companion horses. I have a feeling he won't really mind. Should probably have asked before, but I didn't mind walking west, or walking up here. But I'm not spending half my time freezing my arse and tits off while going north."

"I could help keep them both warm," Lydia stated, to the groans of Mjoll and Marielle.

"We should probably get an early night, then work our way as quickly back to Whiterun as possible," Marielle suggested. Everyone agreed that was a sensible idea, and they split up into pairs, heading to bed, Aela suggesting to Lydia that they don't spend all night fucking. Marielle overheard, and whispered to Mjoll that she just wanted a cuddle. Mjoll made her squeal by picking her up and carrying her to their room.

The Greybeards were always up early, and after sharing breakfast with them, Marielle had to bid them farewell. Before leaving, Arngeir pulled her aside and apologise for any disrespect the day before. She definitely surprised the old man by just giving him a quick hug, assuring him it was fine, she could understand the hesitancy regarding Paarthurnax. "It'll be our little secret," she said quietly, enough to even provoke the briefest of smiles from him.

Two days later, they arrived back in Whiterun, relieved the carriage just happened to be waiting for them after a night in Ivarstead again. Aela and Lydia headed straight up to Jorrvaskr, hoping Kodlak would agree to the use of Companion horses. Mjoll and Marielle looked at the door to Breezehome before glancing at each other, grinning, and walking up the hill towards The Bannered Mare. As soon as Saadia noticed them, she walked over with a tankard for them each, taking their order for some food at the same time.

"You've been gone a little while. All okay?" she asked.

"All is well, Saadia, though you won't see us again for a few more days. We're being sent all over Skyrim."

"A dragon flew over Whiterun yesterday, but didn't attack. Guards reckoned it was heading towards a nearby peak to make its home."

"Well, I'll live and let live for the moment, but who knows what the future will bring…"

"When you're around for a few days again, maybe you'd like to catch up?"

Mjoll chuckled beside her as Marielle smiled. "I love the sound of that, Saadia. I'll certainly pop in here when I am back."

After a drink and something to eat, Marielle suggested they walk to the bath house. Mjoll loved the sound of that, as although Riften had one, it was poorly maintained. The bath house in Whiterun was well catered for, cleaned out at least twice daily, and the people of Whiterun made sure it was kept clean and tidy.

Stripping off first as usual, they headed into the steam room first, and within a few minutes, were joined by Aela and Lydia, who had noticed them walking towards it. As the bath house was rather empty at that time of night, no-one bothered covering themselves up. Marielle definitely took in the three thick cocks on display but wanted to have a nice sweat, then a good wash, before worrying about having one of those cocks inside her.

The dip in the pool was invigorating, with plenty of scented liquids around, with bodies and hair washed, and the four would admit they at least smelled a little better. They discussed whether they should spend a day relaxing or not, but figuring there was at least a little urgency to all of this now, Marielle eventually suggested that riding north the next day would be the best idea.

Of course, as they were travelling by horseback, the idea of needing to be up at the crack of dawn could be dropped. Heading back to Breezehome, Marielle quickly found herself in the middle of her three lovers, clothing on all four of them discarded quickly as she happily dropped to her knees between them. "What would you like tonight?" Mjoll asked.

"Three of you at once."

Mjoll smiled as Marielle swallowed half of her length. "I'll leave your arse to Aela and Lydia. If I fuck your arse, you won't want to ride a horse tomorrow."

"How considerate, Mjoll," Aela stated with humour, Marielle stroking her cock while blowing Mjoll.

"I'll be honest, Aela. Anal can be enjoyable but why would I want to turn down that wonderfully tight, wet, hot pussy of hers?"

"Divines, say it like that," Lydia murmured, her cock being stroked by Marielle too.

She eventually switched between all three of them, able to swallow the entire length of Lydia and Aela, but not quite able to do Mjoll. She was just too big. They knew what she wanted, as well, so once they were ready to cum, they made sure she was sucking them so she could swallow what they gave her. Lydia was the first to cum, Marielle admittedly focusing on her as she as the easiest to blow, before she focused on Aela, who always loved it when Marielle was on her knees in front of her. Aela thought she'd have fun by making her sit there with an open mouth, stroking herself to climax, aiming a couple of spurts into her mouth, before leaving the rest on her face.

"Would you like it if I did that?" Mjoll asked.

"You can do whatever you want, Mjoll," Marielle murmured.

So Marielle stayed in place as Mjoll stroked her enormous cock, and she simply coated her face her hot, white cum. Even Aela and Lydia muttered their amazement at the sheer amount of cum that was left on her face, though Marielle was soon giggling when she felt her two lovers licking her, mentioning how nice Mjoll tasted. As for the goddess herself, she offered her cock to Marielle, eagerly cleaning her cock.

"Do you want some attention now?" Aela asked.

"I just want you to fuck me," Marielle admitted.

The three remained rock hard as always, so Mjoll found herself on her back, on the bed, Marielle wasting no time lowering herself down on her cock. She was a little surprised Aela stood before her, offering her cock, feeling the application of oil to her arse as Lydia got her ready. Marielle happily rode Mjoll, continuing to blow Aela, as Lydia quickly had three fingers in her arse, and realising Marielle was rather eager, lubed up her cock and gently slid it inside her arse.

And that was her night for at least the next couple of hours. Mjoll didn't move, happily watching Marielle ride her, usually with her mouth full of cock, and she ended up leaving at least three loads inside her, Marielle giggling that she must have been overflowing after just the first load inside her. As for Aela and Lydia, they swapped position enough to leave two loads each in her arse and mouth. And after the first time, both of them utterly fucked her arse the second time. Marielle would admit she loved every second of that. Slightly smaller cocks meant her lovers could really dominate her like that, and feeling them cum hard… Let's just say Marielle enjoyed more than one orgasm herself during all of that.

"Should have had a wash after finding my face covered in cum and feeling it just flowing out of me," Marielle murmured as she relaxed on Mjoll, Aela relaxing on top of her, two cocks still inside her. Lydia was relaxing against the headboard, her legs spread with Mjoll's head resting between them.

"How you aren't pregnant yet, I'll never know," Lydia joked.

"I often take two potions in the morning, just to be careful. Trust me, I keep a ready supply considering I'm fucked nearly every night."

"We should probably get some sleep," Mjoll suggested, "We do have a long journey north."

Aela did eventually pulled her cock out of Marielle's arse as Lydia stood up, suggesting they should go to her room for sleep. That left Marielle alone with Mjoll, and the pair made love one last time alone before finally going to sleep. Falling asleep in her arms always made Marielle feel all was right with the world. "Fucking adore you, Mjoll," she whispered.

"Statements like that make me want to do things to you, Marielle," she breathed into her ear, "But I fucking adore you too. My Dragonborn…"

"My goddess…"

While Marielle wanted to make love first thing the next morning, Lydia popped her head through the doorway, stating breakfast was being cooked and they were packing to leave. Mjoll laughed as she threw back the rugs, the suggestion to Marielle they should get up. "You ruined me last night," she muttered with a giggle.

"I remember it was you who wanted to have three cocks in her at once."

"Hmmm. Good point. Not my fault you three are bloody addictive."

"Marielle?" She met her eyes. "So are you. Trust me, the three of us want you constantly in return, and we're not the only three. I bet Jenassa is missing you like crazy, wherever she is right now. Saadia looked ready to join us last night. The look of longing on Olfina's face…"

"I didn't want to look at her," she whispered, "I like her a lot but… it's difficult to work out when you're all here."

"Well, maybe one day when we're not around, you can hook up with her again."

That sounded like a good idea. The pair eventually got up, dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast, Aela and Lydia already eating. Figuring it would an entire day on horseback, they ate until they were almost full to bursting before grabbing their packs, Marielle locking up Breezehome again, before heading to the gates. "You know, I have that house and seem to spend very little time in it," she said once outside the gates.

"Once all this over, I'm sure you'll be complaining about being bored," Lydia retorted.

"Are you kidding? I'll be doing what I planned on doing when I got here!"

"And what was that?" Mjoll wondered.

"Adventuring! Surely there are treasures buried in some of these ruins."

That just made Mjoll return a grin as it was something close to her own heart. The horses were ready for them at the stables, Mjoll, Aela and Lydia managing to mount their horse easily. Marielle was a bit shorter, so it took a few seconds longer to heave herself up into her saddle, to the amusement of her lovers.

"Ready?" she asked once comfortable in the saddle.

"Let's go hang around some mages," Lydia stated with humour.

Digging her heels in the flanks of her mount, the four of them shot off to begin their journey towards the far, frozen north of Skyrim.