Notes:
This work is a direct sequel to one of my previous shorts:
https://literotica.com/s/saying-thanks
Reading that story is not necessary to enjoy this one, but you will get more out of this one if you do.
While I try to keep revising my work to avoid annoying typos, I tend to miss some. If you spot any, please let me know!
And please don't be shy about leaving a comment!
Enjoy!
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It had been a few days since Laura packed her things and left the town she had grown up in to follow the adventurer couple she had fallen in love with.
She still had trouble believing it, for it sounded like utter madness.
But she had done it, she was in fact riding behind Leona on her warhorse, as they travelled towards their home.
The plan was to rest there for a bit, give Laura some training, and introduce her to the rest of the family and lovers.
This made Laura's head spin in a mixture of excitement, panic and arousal.
Of course a couple like them had a ton of lovers all over the place, her story was not as special as she had imagined initially.
And yet, this was also really hot, for she wondered what kind of people they mingled with and if they'd like her as much as Leona and Miguel did.
In fact, they were supposed to meet up with another couple in their party that had split up with them to take care of something before they met Laura.
After rejoining with them, they were to travel back home together.
Leona had been a bit cagey about who they were, telling Laura that she wanted it to be a surprise, but that she shouldn't worry, for they would surely love her. Their names were Silvia and Raoul, and they had been friends and lovers for a long time.
While Laura had her doubts, the gorgeous paladin always managed to put her at ease. It helped how approachable she felt, always willing to spare and hug or a cuddle to make her or Miguel feel better.
It was nearing midday when they arrived by a small roadside inn.
There was nothing particularly interesting about the place; a wooden two-floor building made of wood and brick, with a fairly ample clearing by the side for horses and carts, as well as a simple palisade to keep away any potential dangers.
After leaving their horses by the clearing inside the palisade, the group moved into the inn, catching a wiff of the smell of cooking and drink coming from the kitchen.
It was quiet at the time, only a few other travellers in the big room, enjoying some warm food before resuming their way on the road.
Laura noticed that Leona happily waved to a couple sitting by the window, and she knew they had found their friends.
As they got closer to the table they were at, Laura tried to take a good look at them as politely as possible.
She wasn't surprised to find that both of them were gorgeous, these are Leona and Miguel's lovers, after all, but it was still somewhat shocking as a first impression.
Silvia was a tall and slender woman, around Leona's height, but with a smaller frame and legs so long they probably caused vertigo. Her hair was blonde, but unlike Leona's fiery and curly mane, Silvia's was long and smooth, like threads of pure gold on her head that cascaded elegantly down her shoulders.
Her face was peculiar, she had beautiful soft features, but her expression was hardened, like that one with years of military experience that did not match their youthful body.
She was dressed in comfortable travel clothes, and her smile was welcoming, despite the hardness of her expression. For some reason, it made Laura feel safe in her company.
Raoul, however, gave her a completely different vibe. He seemed laid back and relaxed, giving out a very alluring aura.
He had raven dark hair, kept short in a cute boyish way, and his eyes were a very peculiar shade, almost purple.
His gaze was deeply disarming, and Laura could feel herself getting tingly the more she focused on him.
She couldn't help but to study his face, which was smooth and handsome in an almost preternatural way. The young woman felt as if looking at a predator about to pounce, and perhaps because of her time with Miguel and Leona... she was actually looking forward to it.
Like his wife, he wore a comfortable set of travellers clothes, but Laura had the impression they were about to fall off him any second.
Both of them stood up and shared effusive hugs and kisses with each other. Silvia and Leona actually shared a particularly long and passionate kiss, which made Laura blush vicariously.
After some more hugs and cuddles, Leona gently ushered Laura closer, placing her in front of Silvia and Raoul.
They were both substantially taller than her, the same as Miguel and Leona, so she felt like a juice morsel surrounded by hungry beasts.
She timidly raised a hand and tried to say hello.
Silvia squatted to be at her eye level, and very gently caressed Laura's cheek, moving her long red hair over her ear in a sensual and friendly way.
"You must be Laura," she said, a welcoming smile growing on her lips.
The petite redhead tried to keep her composure while getting caressed by such soft hands, and she shyly averted her gaze from Silvia before responding.
"Am... yes Miss," she said, trying to not stutter her words. "You must be, Silvia."
The statuesque woman gave Laura a warm and welcoming hug, pressing her face gently against her bosom.
Laura felt so safe in Silvia's arms that she could feel her nervousness leaving her like water evaporating from a hot stove.
Silvia's embrace was disarming, and the petite redhead closed her eyes while resting her cheek against the warrior's chest, Silvia's soft heart beat slowly syncing with hers.
"Poor thing was nervous," said Silvia while stroking Laura's curly hair.
Slowly, Silvia retrieved Laura from her happy stupor and held her from her waist.
"Shall we eat?" Silvia said with a glowing smile.
