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She moved forward and kissed Saphira's dripping opening softly, letting Saphira know what she intended to do. Saphira nodded; Arya could do as she pleased. Taking the invitation the elf began to work on Saphira orally.
Arya's ran her soft tongue slowly over Saphira's entrance, sucking on her nub just like Eragon did. She then slowly came back down, tasting Saphira's leaked fluids on her tongue as she licked the large dragon clean. Saphira was enjoying it thoroughly, but Arya came nowhere close to how Eragon could eat her out.
Arya spread Saphira further now, moving off the dragon's wet lips and running her tongue just around the inside of her entrance. Arya was quite surprised by just how deep Saphira was. The elf sniffed deeply as her nose was assaulted by Saphira's powerful scent, which drove Arya into a sort of odd state.
Arya placed her hands on Saphira's lips, pulled them apart carefully and buried her face uncermoniously inside. Saphira looked down at the elf as she strained to lick from Saphira's deep cavern. Eragon was surpised too, Arya had acted quite out of character. He considered the fact that she had just needed Saphira's taste, which even he found almost impossible to resist.
Arya was determined now, she had started the task and she would see it through. She used her tongue to lick as much of Saphira's velvety walls as she could reach. Saphira was panting from the treatment, spreading her legs even wider to allow the elven princess more access. Eragon rubbed his cock vigorously at the sight, he was just so aroused by what he was watching.
Arya could tell Eragon was having a good time, he was making a lot of noise back where he was lying on the grass. Saphira wished he was inside of her as well, but she knew that couldn't be allowed to happen. She would just have to make do with Arya's skillful body to help her to climax and get a little sample of her fluids.
Arya's face was covered in Saphira's juices but she didn't stop, her slippery face sliding a little as she worked the dragon's insides with her mouth. Arya was almost addictd to the taste now, just as Eragon was. She found herself trying to get deeper and deeper into Saphira, making the dragon squirm in delight.
Saphira's soft walls rippled along Arya's tongue as it rolled along them, giving her more of the fluids she so desperately needed now. Eragon's hand moved fast along his length, mastubating furiously to the activities in front of him.
"Arya, I feel like I am getting close," Saphira informed her.
"Please, Saphira, come for me," Arya replied, reaching out with one hand for the sample jar. She didn't stop licking Saphira while her fingers closed around the jar. As soon as she brought it up, Saphira archd her back and let out an earth-splitting roar as she came all over Arya's perfect features.
Arya closed her eyes as she was coated in Saphira's fluids, which rushed out of her vagina swiftly. Bringing the jar to her face she caught a fair amount, seailng it and putting it back on the ground. Eragon thought she would move then, but she stayed, drinking as much of the dragons' sweet nectar as she could.
Saphira looked down at the royal elf, who was not letting a drop go to waste as she tried to keep all of it in her mouth. Saphira grunted in pleasure; Arya had been very good at that. If only it had been Eragon...
Still, she made do with what she had, and had thuroghly enjoyed the elf eating her out. Eragon had enjoyed the show too, wishing he could go and get some of Saphira for himself. Still, he had to wait; Arya still needed one more sample. An idea came to mind, but he wondered if Arya would allow it.
Saphira took almost a minute to finish and Arya didn't stop for the entire time. When the elf could get no more fluids from the spent dragon she stood up in her usual demeanour, trying to regain her royal composure. Eragon laughd a little when she turned around, her whole face a dripping, sticky mess.
Arya smiled too, realizing she must look a little odd. She walked over to the lake and washed her face clean, still nude. When she bent over Eragon got a rather spledid look at her from behind, and his erection throbbed painfully. The elf gathered up her clothes and was about to put them back on, when she felt Eragon's arm on her shoulder.
She turned to look at him intently, seeing his stiff length still aching for release.
"Arya," Eragon began, "Do you..."
She stopped him with a kiss on the lips, brief but firm. He stepped back, shocked.
"Eragon," Arya said quietly, "I have wanted to do that for so long. Seeing you passion for Saphira has made me realize just how much you care for her. If you would like to use me to help you gain the last sample, you are welcome. You have done so much for us, it is time I repayed you with one thing I can provide."
She turned to Saphira, asking carefully, "Saphira, would you allow me to lay with Eragon. I only ask this for you because of his love for you. I will not seek to claim him in any way, nor take anything from your relationship. I merely wish to experience intercourse with such a loving, caring partner."
Saphira knew she spoke truthfully, as Arya could not lie using the ancient language. The great dragon nodded, consenting to the pair. Ayra took Eragon's hand and asked one more request.
"If I do this, may I... be able to... return to you and Saphira every now and then?" Eragon was surprised, Arya wanted to do this again?
He nodded, thinking about all the fun they could have as a threesome in the future. Arya, truthfully, was think about the exact same thing, already imagining what amazing things Eragon was going to do to her now. Guiding him lightly, Arya spun back toward the forest.
"We'll go back to my other house, a small dwelling on the edge of Ellesmera where I go sometimes to get away from it all."
Eragon hadn't know Arya had another house, but he knew it would lessen their chances of being seen. They set off swiftly, reching the house in under ten minutes. Eragon was surprised by the interior, it was more beautiful than any of the other houses he had seen in the city. He spied a bed in the corner, and guided Arya down onto it. She obliged without complaint.
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"How was she?" asked Saphira with a hint of jealousy in her voice. Eragon looked at his dragon, surprised that she had thought that Arya may actually be any competition. Eragon smiled as he realized she was only joking. Their bond was too strong for Saphira not to realize that Eragon would only ever want to love her, his dragon.
"She could never be as good as you, Saphira," he said. Saphira nuzzled him softly and he scratched behind her neck.
"So, did you get the sample?" asked Saphira quickly. Eragon nodded as Arya emerged behind him, carrying the sealed jar. She had a huge smile plastered on her face, which lit up her features rather spectacularly.
Eragon mounted Saphira and looked down at the elf as they were about to take off.
"It'll be ready in a couple of hours," Arya told them, referring to the test. Eragon nodded as smiled at her, as Saphira took off strongly into the air.
Arya waved as they flew off, looking younger that Eragon had ever seen her.
"We'll do this again," he heard from her as they flew off towards the city.
Definitely, Eragon told himself, he wouldn't miss it for the world.
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