Chapter 81: The Third Wheel
"Can you two cut it out for five measly seconds?" asked an exasperated Zenais. "You're like two teenagers whose parents just left for the market."
Lysandra started to giggle, which made her sit up straight in Praxis' lap. In the moments before Zenais said anything, the pair had been kissing. But it wasn't just any kissing. What had started as a gentle and loving expression had rapidly deepened to something more. Right before the protest, Lysandra had been grinding in his lap.
"You know, it wasn't all that long ago that we were teenagers," said Lysandra with a giggle. "Just a year ago really."
Zenais blew a strand of hair out of her face in frustration. "Yeah? Well, it shows!"
Praxis gave Lysandra one last kiss before lifting the redhead out of his lap. "Maybe Zenais has a point. We shouldn't tease her like this. We've been determined to make up for a lot of lost time in the last two days."
That was certainly an understatement. Ever since parting with the Band on the border of Messenia, Praxis, Lysandra, and Zenais had made their way steadily westward, following a small stream as it ran its course toward the sea. With the uncertainty and the danger of Arcadia seemingly behind them, Praxis found that Lysandra couldn't keep her hands off him.
She was nearly insatiable with lust. To listen to Lysandra tell it, there were so many times in the past few weeks when she doubted whether or not she would live to see her next birthday. Now that they had some semblance of safety, she wanted to enjoy that time the best way she knew how--glued to Praxis.
Not that he minded in the slightest. The previous two nights, they'd had sex while Zenais slept right next to them, not even worried about the consequences of the discovery. For Praxis, it was the admission that Lysandra had it correct all along--with death an ever present possibility, why not live a little when they had the chance?
Lysandra gave him a sly smile. "You're right. We're probably making her all hot and bothered under that chiton. Maybe we should slow down a bit?"
Zenais scoffed and shook her head. "It's a show I've seen too many times at this point. It's lost most of its interest."
Yet, the way she said that put some serious doubt in Praxis' mind. Zenais certainly didn't seem uninterested. Far too many times he'd caught her watching them out of the corner of his eye, when she believed they were too busy to notice.
At first, he dismissed it as Zenais wanting to watch Lysandra in action but she seemed to be watching him just as much as she was watching her. Perhaps the buxom warrior was starting to come around?
Lysandra giggled. "Well, if it's not interesting to you any longer, then you won't mind what happens next."
The horny redhead snuck her hand under Praxis' chiton, grabbing his manhood, which had started to deflate once she left his lap. With a few simple strokes, he was ready to go again.
Zenais' eyes followed Lysandra's hand as it crept under his clothing. She watched for just long enough before scoffing again and standing up.
"I'm going to the falls for a bit," said Zenais, stomping away. "You two get it out of your systems while I'm away."
"You sure you don't want to watch us?" called out Lysandra with some amusement. But Zenais was already gone. She was making for the small waterfall that was a hundred yards from their camp tonight. No doubt the noise of the water would drown out any cries of pleasure.
"You've been teasing her a lot lately," noted Praxis as Lysandra slipped back on his lap and raised her dress. "You might want to dial it back a bit. She sounds like she's actually getting frustrated."
Lysandra found his cock and placed it right at her entrance. She sighed happily as she began to sink down on it. "I don't think Zenais is nearly as frustrated as she appears. In fact, I think she is quite enjoying this little game."
"Game? You think it's a game?"
Lysandra squeezed her pussy around him. "Oh yes, and we're all having fun with it. She is too but she can't be too obvious about it."
Praxis raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure about this?"
She lowered the straps on her dress until her tits popped out. Grabbing her breast, she fed him her nipple. "I'm positive. If she didn't like what was going on, she wouldn't stay with us. She's just a little... apprehensive. Curious, but apprehensive."
"This sounds like something that's way above my head," joked Praxis.
Lysandra smirked at him. "Something like that. Now will you stop talking and kiss me? Your cock is buried deep inside me and you want to talk about another woman. I'm not sure whether to be offended or whether to try harder."
Praxis chuckled and then kissed her, stopping their conversation for now. Though he still had many questions about Zenais, none of them were going to get answered tonight. He held Lysandra tightly, using his strength to bounce her up and down in his lap. She had one orgasm, and then another, and then finally a third before he came, spilling his seed deep inside her body.
"Every night since we left the Band I've gone to bed with you inside me," said a very satisfied Lysandra. "A girl could really get used to this."
"Oh, I could get used to it as well," teased Praxis. "This is how it's meant to be."
Lysandra thought about that statement for several moments before she responded cryptically.
"Almost, my love," she said, kissing him sweetly. "Almost how it was meant to be."
Praxis gave her a funny look. "What does that mean?"
"You'll see." Lysandra removed herself from his lap and let out a deep yawn. "I think I'm going to get some sleep. Wake me in the morning?"
"Of course," he replied, putting his cock away. "Maybe I should check on Zenais? Make sure she hasn't drowned herself in the waterfall?"
"That's a great idea," replied Lysandra. "Check on her and then bring her back when she's ready. I'm going to get some sleep."
With one last kiss, Lysandra laid on the ground near the fire and prepared to sleep. Praxis wasted no time in walking toward the waterfall, following the sound of noise. While the falls themselves weren't a huge drop, it was still really cool to see. And it made for a great place to be alone.
He found Zenais sitting on a rock with her feet in the water. Her chin was resting in one hand while she tossed several small stones in the water. She looked both pensive and conflicted at the same time but she barely stirred when Praxis sat next to her, putting his feet in the water too.
Zenais gave him a deadpan look. "You two done already? I was expecting to sit here for another ten minutes or so to let you finish."
"Lysandra really knows how to keep me happy," joked Praxis.
"And do you do the same? Because it seems to me like you didn't spend enough time making sure she got hers."
Praxis pursed his lips. "Lysandra is just fine. If she had any complaints, she'd tell me."
Zenais let out a long sigh. "You're probably right. She's so happy these days she's practically glowing all the time. You must have a magic dick or something. That or your cum is some kind of life elixir."
He couldn't help but chuckle at that imagery. "You almost sound like you're coming around on men. Or maybe just me?"
"I'm just... confused by you two," she admitted. "Mostly by Lysandra. You're simple enough to understand. You're the hero type."
"The hero type? Does that mean what I think it means?"
"Probably," she replied. "You want to be the hero at all times. And you're strong enough to usually succeed. You've already saved my life twice since we met, and I have no doubt you've done it many times for Lysandra. You just want to help others so it's not hard to understand you. Her, on the other hand, I don't understand."
"What's not to understand?"
