Dragonborn Rising Ch. 42

He remained quiet before resting the head of his wife on the ground, standing up to meet my eyes. "Hmmm. The only thing I can think of is that she started to hang around Alva a lot more, but I fail to see what she has to do with any of this."

"Could Alva be the vampire responsible for all this?"

He scoffed. "Preposterous!"

I gave Lydia and Delphine a look in the darkness, neither saying a word in reply. "Look, I'll finish burying Helgi and speak to the jarl. The rest of you should return to your homes for now."

They broke up begrudgingly, perhaps with more questions, but I simply picked up the shovel and resumed throwing dirt into the hole. Once that was done, I needed a drink, so the three of us returned to the inn. "I don't care what that man says. Alva has to be involved."

"So what do you intend to do?"

"It's late now, and I want some sleep. So we'll go speak to her in the morning."

It's not surprising the three of us didn't particularly want to be intimate that night. In fact, I went to bed alone, both my girls understanding why. I woke early the next morning, the three of us dressing, eating a small breakfast, then heading straight for her house. I was still in a mood after the night before. Finding her house, I knocked on the door, to be greeted by Hroggar again, unable to stop the smirk at the bruise on his face from where I'd hit him.

"Piss off," he stated, trying to close the door in my face.

All I did was kick the door into his face and hit him again, this time a body shot that left him crumpled on the ground. A quick search revealed little, so I headed down the stairs. Finding a coffin wasn't a particular surprise, but I was disappointed to find it empty except for a journal. After reading its contents, I headed straight back upstairs. "We need to speak with the jarl immediately," I stated, before bending down and grabbing Hroggar by the hair, "And you should consider yourself extremely lucky that you're not dead." I did slam his head into the floor to knock him out, then I left him alone. If he was under some sort of spell, he wasn't entirely responsible for his actions.

The jarl was rather displeased once she'd read the contents of the journal and asked for one more favour. "Find this Movarth and eliminate the threat to my people."

"Gladly," I replied.

Heading outside, it wasn't a real surprise that news had spread and quite a few townsfolk were brandishing weapons, wanting to help us. "We want to help," Thonnir stated.

"Can any of you actually fight?" There were one or two murmurs, but most were only farmers or tradesmen. "Look, I appreciate you want to help protect your town, but the three of us are professionals." There were more grumbles, but I noticed weapons being lowered. "Go home and protect your loved ones. You will know when the threat has been eliminated."

Thonnir was the last one to relent, and I didn't particularly blame him, but he wasn't carrying a weapon, he was carrying a fork used to shuffle hay about. I had a quiet word with him before patting him on the shoulder. He looked deflated and I couldn't blame him, so promised that I would avenge his wife in his name.

It was rather chilling how close the vampire lair was to the town. No wonder they'd been able to prey upon them so easily. Having not fought inside a vampire den before, I suggested my Thu'um would get a real work out. My two girls agreed, Delphine opting to use her bow, while Lydia would remain by my side, by chose to use magic. That made me smirk. "I learned a lot at the College, Ragnar," she admitted.

"Consider me impressed. Thought Nords hated magic."

The vampires inside the lair didn't stand a chance against a rather angry Dragonborn and his two allies. It was obvious they'd been preying upon travellers, merchants and anyone else they could get their hands on, as we found a pit of decomposing bodies, and it was obvious they were not townsfolk, as no-one had mentioned that many people disappearing.

By the time we got to Movarth, the three of us were not in a good mood, and quite frankly, he didn't stand a chance. Delphine put a couple of arrows into him, Lydia ignited him with flames from her palm, and I used my Thu'um, blowing him back into the stone wall, hearing the crack of bones. The three of us stood over his body, where I simply took his head before Lydia burned his remains.

We found Alva in what can be described as their living quarters. The journal had explained what happened to her. She was almost an innocent victim in all of this, but she was still responsible for events that happened in Morthal. She was a vampire...

But I couldn't kill her, because of that innocence. Movarth was the corrupting force. But Alva couldn't return to Morthal after everything that happened. "Is there a cure?" I asked.

"None that I've ever heard of," Delphine stated.

"You're going to let her live?" Lydia asked.

"Movarth is responsible for all this. Once he corrupted her, she didn't stand a chance. I almost pity her."

Alva was scared to death and certainly hadn't put up a fight. I'll admit, I felt sorry for her. It was weird feeling that for a vampire. I put the sword to her throat. "I will let you live, Alva, but find yourself warned. If I hear of anyone else in Morthal disappearing, acting strangely, or of people going missing in and around Morthal, I will return here and end you in an instead. You understand?" She nodded. "I'm going to make sure the bodies in here are collected and buried correctly. During that time, I would suggest making yourself scarce."

"Thank you," she said meekly.

"Don't suppose you know if there's a cure?" She shook her head. "Might be worth trying to find one. If you walk back into town unaffected, they might just forgive you for the mess you caused." She nodded again and I lowered my sword.

"Being far more magnanimous than I would be," Delphine stated as we walked out of the lair.

"She might be a vampire, but there was still enough human in her that suggests the guilt will eat her up."

Returning to the jarl, she was happy to hear everything was resolved, though it had come with a heavy cost. I admitted that Alva was left alive, as I believed the journal did exonerate her for the most part. The jarl was surprised I'd done that, thinking we'd just kill any and all vampires without hesitation. I just didn't have the hate in my heart for them like other people. We were rewarded with a lot of gold, while she had figured out who I was, and suggested she might have more work for me in the future. I liked the sound of that, as I liked keeping busy, and with a final thanks, we headed back to the inn for the evening.

Feeling in a much better mood that evening, after dinner and a couple of drinks, I found myself dragged to the bedroom by both Lydia and Delphine. Clothes were removed rather quickly, both women falling to their knees to pleasure me. "I don't want to cum like this," I said, making them both smile.

"Oh, and where do you want to cum?" Lydia asked.

I leaned down close to her face. "Your arse is about to get seriously fucked, housecarl."

She sat up to give me one hell of a kiss. "Just what I wanted to hear," she breathed.

Both women had made it clear that they only wanted anal that evening, and I was prepared to give it to them. Lydia got into her usual position on her knees, head down but looking back, though I left it to Delphine to eat her arse for a while and get her ready. Once I was lubed up, I slid my cock inside her arse and wasted no time fucking her. It didn't last too long, five or ten minutes at most, enough that she could get herself off as she played with her pussy at the same time, before I buried myself and left quite the load inside her. Leaning down close to her ear, I promised that was only the first one, which earned quite the smile.

Lydia cleaned my cock as always, no real surprise I remained hard. Lying back on the bed, I was oiled up again before Delphine straddled my lap, instructing me to thrust up as she bounced down. I was willing to do what she wanted, unable to stop the groan as my cock slid inside her arse. Planting her feet on the bed, I knew my cock was deeper inside her, and once I'd readjusted my legs, I gave it to her as hard as she wanted.

"Fuck... yes... Dragonborn," she managed to grunt, unable to stay in that position for too long, needing to rest onto her knees, leaning forward to kiss me, as I continued to pound that arse.

"Fuck her, Ragnar. Make it hurt!" Lydia cried.

"Already does but fucking hell, it feels wonderful," Delphine moaned before giving me another passionate kiss.

Both women had learned to their pleasure that they could orgasm from anal. Sometimes it did require a bit of work otherwise, but when I gave it to them like this, their orgasms were as good as ever. Delphine eventually had to bury her head next to mine as I held her tightly, thrusting into her so hard and fast, I thought I would cum again too. She moaned loudly, feeling her squeeze my cock, and she came hard instead. I kept pumping her until she quietly asked me to stop, suggesting it was getting to be a little too much for her. Lydia did her usual thing of taking out my cock, sucking that for a while, before making Delphine moan as she cleaned her arse too.

"I'm always impressed when you take it like that, Delphine," Lydia stated, lying next to us as Delphine rested on my chest.

Delphine simply leaned across to kiss her before stating, "Like I am when you take four fingers in your arse as I eat you out."

"By Talos, that's always so good too."

"Get into it, do you?" I asked.

Both looked at me and I think started to blush. "Well, you see, Ragnar... Um..." Lydia trailed off.

"Would it surprise you if I said we've fallen in love?" Delphine wondered. Lydia definitely blushed while I just smiled.

"Not at all. I figured there was something going on between you two."

"We both love you too, but... Well, we know it's different with us compared to Aela and now Mirabelle. And before you say anything, we understand. But it's obvious we both enjoy similar things, and we've really hit it off in recent weeks. Though there is one thing..."

Delphine rolled off me, grabbing a nearby cloth to wipe me down and oil me up again, before Lydia sat on my cock again. She moaned as I slid inside her arse, though she didn't move once my length was inside her. "Gods, I'll always love this though," she murmured.

"You were saying?"

"Oh, right... Um... Delphine is obviously too old to fall pregnant. I'm the right age so..."

"No problem."

Lydia smiled. "You didn't let me finish!"

"You want a baby with Delphine and want me to be the father." I shrugged. "Sure, no problem. Happy to help. Though that means I'd actually have to have the delights of your pussy again."

Lydia blushed again, and there was another revelation. "Ah, you're probably wondering about the constant anal. You see, while I do love it, Ragnar, and I'm sure that's not a surprise, Delphine and I did agree that, for the most part, my pussy is for her, and hers is for me. Neither of us can give up sex with you, so agreed that you can just fuck our arses all the time, and you would get the occasional treat of our pussies every now and then. Sound weird?"

"Not at all." I looked at Delphine. "You're quiet?"

"Lydia is speaking for us both, Ragnar. I'll admit that I'm besotted by her, and the sex we share is... Well, it's similar to with you, actually, but with a woman instead. And Lydia helps bring out my dominant side, while she loves to be submissive. Probably not like you and Haelga, nothing like that, but Lydia does like me to be in control."

"Why don't you show me?"

"Cum in me first, Ragnar, then we will."

Lydia rode me slowly at first, which was unusual as she was always on her knees otherwise. But she seemed to really enjoy it, taking her time and I'll admit that I loved watching her ride me. It got quite passionate at times with the kissing, running my hands all over her body, lips and tongue enjoying her breasts. Delphine joined in at times, particularly when Lydia sat up, leaving it easy to fondle her pussy and kiss her neck. It was sensory overload for Lydia and the fact she had attention from two people definitely made her orgasm even better. While my cock was still inside her, she kissed Delphine with more passion than me, and seeing how they looked at each other, she was definitely telling the truth.

The pair then put on a show for me, and while I fucked them, the two of them definitely made love. It was... beautiful to watch, Delphine in complete control, Lydia submitting to her desires, but it was Lydia who received most of the attention. When they eventually started to pleasure each other at the same time, I could only sit back and appreciate it. And, to be honest, I think they forgot I was even there for a while. I certainly wasn't offended, enjoying what I was watching and seeing love blossom between the pair. I have no idea how many times both of them orgasmed, but once they wore each other out, they lay side by side, holding each other, and I almost thought I should go into the other room. I stood up and nearly did when they told each other how much they loved the other.

"Don't be stupid, Ragnar," Delphine stated, patting the bed beside her, "We tell each other each time we're intimate."

"Feels like I'm intruding, to be honest," I admitted.

"Just like you, Ragnar, we can love more than one person," Lydia added, "But we're in love with each other. Just like you're in love with Aela and Mirabelle."

"Once the dragon crisis is over, Ragnar, we're hoping you can help us."

I kissed Delphine on the forehead. "You have my word and promise." Leaning over her, I kissed Lydia on the forehead. "And you'll make an excellent mother."

"Thank you," she whispered, watching her snuggle into Delphine. It was beautiful but still strange to see. Completely unexpected but, if they were happy, then I was happy for them in return.

All three of us were in a good mood the next morning over breakfast, the innkeeper going so far as to suggest why we would be. That just made us laugh, as we figured someone was bound to hear us. Mounting our horses a little later, we agreed that we'd push our horses to make it back to the fortress instead of stopping halfway. If we arrived after dark, so be it. We'd report back to Isran about our success the figure out what to do next. I wanted to return to the College but it would depend if there was any news.

The sun had disappeared at least a couple of hours ago by the time we made it back to the fort. The path wasn't particularly well lit but there were plenty of torches and braziers lit up as we tied up our horses and headed inside. We found Isran in the practice room and he was pleased to hear of our success. I didn't tell him we'd let a vampire go, believing he'd think we were nuts, stupid, or both.

Even better news was that, for the time being, he had nothing for us. Sure, he suggested we could go hunting for vampires, but he was waiting to hear back from Tolan regarding a possible vampire location, but until he heard word, he wasn't prepared to move. Delphine and Lydia suggested they would remain at the fortress and I could head back north.

I left the next morning.

It was the usual two-day ride heading that far north, spending the night in Windhelm as usual. I was half-tempted to walk up to the Palace of the King, clip Ulfric around the ear, and tell him to get his arse up to High Hrothgar, but I had a feeling they'd take one look at me and simply tell me to piss off. So I went to the tavern instead.

Horses could now be taken over the bridge, as a small part of the courtyard had been turned into an area where they could be kept. Heading inside, I bounded up the stairs and entered the Arch-Mage quarters, and couldn't help smile when I heard certain noises. Walking slowly, the bed eventually came into view. Clothing was strewn all over the floor. Aela was naked, laying back with one hand fondling a breast, the other between her legs, stroking Mirabelle's hair. She was lying down on her front, her head buried between Aela's legs, quite obviously eating her out as Aela was making quite a bit of noise.

Aela eventually sensed a presence as she looked at me, and although surprised, she simply smiled and beckoned me forward, gesturing for me to undress. She whispered something to Mirabelle, as she lifted her head and also smiled, before resuming what she was doing.

"She's getting very good at this, Ragnar," Aela moaned softly before she kissed me.

"I can see that. Are you enjoying it, Mirabelle?"

"She will be the only woman I'll do this too, but I can't lie... She tastes fantastic."

"I've already made her cum twice," Aela stated with a giggle.

"So you've been enjoying yourself?"

"Missed you a hell of a lot more. No offence, Aela."

"None taken, Miri." I gave her a glance. "You call her 'Belle'. I'll call her 'Miri'. And I feel the same way too. Place isn't the same without you here, Ragnar. Think you can concentrate while he slides inside you, Miri?"

"Why don't I get on my back and you sit on my face?"

"Now that is an invitation!"

Mirabelle turned around, Aela waiting a moment so I could slide inside her, Mirabelle eager to kiss me at the same time. "You being gone made me realise how much I actually love you," she whispered.

"Okay, no face sitting," Aela stated straight away, "You two need to make love, then once he's recovered, it's my turn. Then we'll have a threesome."

Unlike the sex with the two down at the fortress, this was tender and far more loving, Mirabelle simply wrapping arms and legs around me and enjoying the feeling of my cock slowly thrusting inside her, our lips barely parting except to breathe and share sweet nothings. And, I'll happily admit, I much preferred sex with her like this.

Like usual, I ended up on my back so she could ride me to orgasm, running my hands up and down her body and giving her beautiful breasts plenty of attention, always earning a gasp when I sucked and nibbled at her very hard nipples. "Gods," she moaned, leaning down as I held her to my body, "How long are you here for?"

"I'm not sure. I would like to say as long as you want."

"Forever would be best."

Placing a hands to either side of me, she soon had a face of concentration as she worked up a tempo, and once her lips started to part, her breathing changed, and her body started to shudder, I knew she was getting close. The surprise was when a tear or two started to fall down her cheek, so I gently wiped those away. "Been a few days," she whispered, "And it's always like this with you, Ragnar."

"You're going to make me cry now, Miri."

"Don't tell me you don't feel..." She couldn't finish the sentence as she cried out, feeling her pussy squeeze my cock as she started to cum. "Oh Gods!" she cried out, and to her credit, she kept on riding me until she simply couldn't continue, gently lying herself down on my chest.

I kissed her cheek and whispered how much I loved her. The smile I received in return... Well, it certainly made my heart feel ten times bigger.

I was surprised Mirabelle moved so quickly, but she insisted Aela had to receive the same treatment as herself. Aela didn't want me to move, simply sliding herself onto my cock, the kiss I shared with her just as passionate. "Already horny so it's going to be hard and fast until I cum," she said softly, "Helps that Miri had me going earlier. She had a very talented tongue."

"Good as mine?"

"I think she learned from you!"

Since I hadn't cum either, I knew I wasn't going to last either. Aela didn't lie though, not requiring me to do all that much, simply enjoying riding my cock, grinding away at the same time, leaving enough space so I could fondle her clit at the same time. That was more than enough to bring her to orgasm quite quickly, though she kept riding through it, eventually not moving but insisting that I now fuck and cum inside her.