Rebirth of the Nephilim

Chapter 442: Helping Hands

One thing that Jadis would never stop doing was thanking D for the luck she had in finding lovers. He had to be involved. Sure, Lyssandria was the goddess of love and sex and beauty, so her being an avatar of such a goddess had to play a factor in it. But Jadis’ luck in actually finding such perfect women who could not only love her with the same passion that she felt for them, but also accept one another as well… well, that luck had to be divine.

Was it coincidence that the son of the Goddess of Love was the God of Getting Lucky?

While Jadis was happy to send a little prayer of thanks up to her two patrons, she didn’t waste more than a couple of seconds on the thought. Of far greater precedence were the gorgeous women she had in her beds.

Well, not all were in her bed just yet. Syd, Kerr, and Alex had united together in a concentrated attack on Bridget who definitely needed the cheering up of a good fucking. Dys was happily putting on a show with Sabina and Sorcha for her voyeuristic Thea. But in the room with Jay, they hadn’t quite got to the bed yet. Not that Jadis was complaining. Jadis didn’t think she could ever bring herself to complain when she had such a wonderous sight in front of her.

Aila and Eir had responded to Severina’s request for help with removing her shirt, which meant Jay got to sit back and watch as her two precious lovers set about disrobing her newest love. The two didn’t exactly turn it into a strip show, but they also didn’t move in a fast or utilitarian way, either. In fact, both Aila and Severina seemed to take their cues from Eir, who, without words, seemed to direct both of the other women with her eyes and light touches to take their time.

When they saw the effect they were having on Jay, Aila and Sev quickly caught on to the game.

Since she had been the one to ask for the help, Severina was the first to lose her shirt. The complication of having buttons in the back of the garment meant removing the white shirt from her body took a few extra steps, which both Aila and Eir made good use of.

“You have the loveliest curves,” Eir said as she dared to run a hand along Severina’s stomach to pull the hem of her shirt from her pants. “I think Valtar was thinking of Lyssandria when he made you.”

“That—”

Severina’s stuttering response was cut off as she inhaled deeply. Aila had chosen that moment to run her fingers through the Seraphim’s feathers.

“You don’t mind, do you?” Aila asked innocently, though her face was almost more flushed than Severina’s was. “I’ve always wanted to touch a Seraphim’s wings.”

“I don’t mind…” Sev replied with a shiver.

Jadis made sure to note just how much of a response ruffling Severina’s feathers had gotten out of the woman and made a silent promise to be doing her own ruffling in the very near future.

Seemingly without the Seraphim noticing, her shirt fell away from her torso, revealing the silk bindings of her underclothes. A moment after that, the bindings fell away to reveal her perfect breasts with their perky pink nipples. Jadis was tempted to lean forward and capture one of those tempting tips between her lips, but held back as she wanted to continue to watch the scene play out.

Letting her hand rest on Severina’s flat stomach, just under those beautiful orbs, Eir pressed up close against the angelic woman’s right side and smiled sweetly up at her.

“Help me remove my shirt, would you?”

Severina blinked dumbly at the request for a few seconds. Clearly Eir didn’t need any help. She was more than capable of pulling her own shirt over her head. However, even inexperienced Severina was able to catch onto the fact that ability was hardly the point.

Audibly swallowing, Severina turned slightly so she could reach with her left hand and help tug the elf’s loose shirt up. Eir wasn’t wearing much by that point in the evening, as she had already discarded her robes, boots, and socks. The shirt she wore underneath her travel gear was long and baggy, hiding a figure Jadis knew from personal experience was the embodiment of lewdness. Severina realized the fact in the moment the shirt came over Eir’s head, revealing how Eir had apparently chosen to wear nothing underneath.

Jadis couldn’t help but join Severina in running her eyes up and down the red-skinned beauty’s body. Her large, full breasts had no more sag to them than Severina’s, and while she didn’t have the muscle tone the paladin possessed, her plush hips and sinful thighs were made to make mouths water.

“Perhaps we should help Aila with her shirt?” Eir asked in a teasing tone while smiling demurely up at the taller woman.

Severina blinked for a second, no doubt a little embarrassed at being caught staring. Quickly turning the other way, she was met with the sight of Aila’s already bare breasts.

“I was tired of waiting,” Aila shrugged as she let her tunic slip out of her fingers.

Aila was significantly taller than Severina, towering over the Seraphim by nearly a foot. That meant her small but beautiful chest was practically in the paladin’s face.

“I… see,” Severina said as she did her best not to stare at Aila’s delightful boobs. “I’m sorry if I delayed you.”

“Not a problem,” Eir answered for Aila as she pressed her naked body up against Severina. “We can help dear Aila take off her pants. Her legs are so amazing, I find it hard not to keep my hands off of them at times.”

The suggestion was immediately followed up by action as Severina, with Eir’s help, unbuckled Aila’s belt and slowly pulled the arcanist’s leather pants down her achingly long legs. Inch after glorious inch of flawless pale skin was revealed, as was the sight of fancy silk panties that the redhead had only recently started wearing on Eir’s suggestion. When Aila stepped out of the pants that had pooled at her feet, Jay could see the dark wet spot that had formed on the sexy underclothes, showing that Aila was enjoying the event just as much as Jadis was.

When Severina moved to stand up from her crouching position before Aila, Eir stopped her by taking her hand and putting it on the redhead’s ankle.

“See how silky they feel?” Eir whispered in the Seraphim’s ear. “As smooth as marble, but as soft as velvet.”

Letting go of the paladin, Eir ran her own hand up Aila’s left leg, slowly drifting up her calf to her thigh in one long motion. Severina mirrored the motion, moving up at the same speed until her fingers touched the edge of Aila’s panties.

When she reached the silken fabric, Severina seemed to remember that she was actually touching a person and not just a pair of perfect, disembodied legs. Her eyes turned up to meet Aila’s heated gaze. When she spoke, she managed to maintain a far more confident tone than Jadis expected from her under the circumstances.

“You truly do have beautiful legs.”

“Thank you,” Aila replied with near-stifling heat in her voice. “Now I’d like to see yours.”

When the Seraphim rose to her feet to comply, Aila reached for her belt and quickly undid the buckle. At the same time, Eir moved behind Sev, and once the obstruction was cleared, she eagerly pulled the pants down to her socks, only stopping once along the way to brush her lips against the back of Severina’s thigh.

“You have very nice legs as well,” Aila complimented the one-winged angel while stroking either side of her hips and toying with the band of her panties.

“As I said,” Eir purred as she rose to her feet and pressed her full breasts against Severina’s back. “Beauty worthy of worship. Are you sure you wouldn’t wish to serve Lyssandria instead of Valtar?”

“I am dedicated to Valtar’s service,” Severina said, her voice strained as she struggled to maintain composure. “Though I am happy to… collaborate with a servant of my Lord’s cherished wife.”

Eir’s hands stroked idly up and down Severina’s torso, lightly tickling the sensitive skin of her sides, just under her ribs. If the fact that Severina was missing her right arm and wing was a bother to the oracle, she showed no sign. Instead, she giggled at Severina’s response and pressed against her even more firmly, forcing Severina to press her own breasts up against Aila’s nearly naked body.

“I would be happy to collaborate with you, too,” Eir said with an impish smile. “What should we work together on first?”

“Should probably do something about our audience before anything else,” Aila suggested as she acted as the anvil to Eir’s hammer and let the Seraphim squish between the two of them. “I think Jay’s pants are probably about to split a seam.”

Jay had been happy to remain in the background, silently observing the sensual encounter between the three gorgeous women. As the trio turned their eyes onto her, she couldn’t help the thought that they were a study in contrasts, physically speaking. Eir was short yet possessed breasts and thighs so luscious that her picture could be put next to the word in a dictionary. Aila, on the other hand, was tall and her assets modest, but she had the most beautiful legs of anyone Jadis had ever seen. Then there was Severina, who was a happy medium between the two both in terms of height and the swell of her curves.

“Don’t mind me,” Jay grinned at the three as she waggled her eyebrows suggestively. “I’m just enjoying the view. Please, continue.”

“No,” Severina commanded, though her impressive tone was somewhat ruined by the embarrassed flush to her cheeks. “I’m not—we’re not standing here naked while you remain clothed.”

“She’s right,” Eir agreed as she leaned her head against Severina’s shoulder. “We should get to see you, just as you see us.”

“Fair,” Jay grinned smugly. “I’d want to ogle me, too.”

Her pants really were getting too tight, anyway.

Jay did her best to put on as much of a show as her lovers had for her. She was at a disadvantage, since she didn’t have her other two selves with her, so she didn’t have any other bodies to play off of as she made a production out of taking off her shirt and pants. She also felt she could have moved to maximum effect if she had a second set of eyes to watch and adjust her motions in the moment. However, judging by the way all three of her lovers stared at her with rapt attention, she didn’t think she did too bad of job.

“Satisfied?” Jay asked as she kicked her pants away with one foot, causing her hard cock to bob before her.

When she didn’t get a response from any of the staring women, she put her fists on her hips and tilted her head to one side.

“Well?”

“Oh! Ah, yes,” Severina gasped as she remembered to breathe. “I, ah, am satisfied, yes.”

“I’m not,” Aila said as she disengaged from Sev and Eir. “We aren’t here to just look.”

“As much as I truly delight in basking in her presence,” Eir said as she rubbed her body against Severina, “I also prefer to do more than just gaze in adoration.”

“Right,” the Seraphim nodded while letting herself be guided forward by the elf. “I, um, am just… I am not sure how we handle this, now that we are here.”

“We can do this in any way that you want,” Aila said as she curled into Jay’s side and began running her hands idly up and down her toned stomach. “Whatever would make you comfortable, really.”

“Your pleasure is just as important as ours,” Eir added as she brought Sev along with her to Jay’s left.

“We didn’t get to do as much as I would have liked to, our first time,” Jay said as she leaned down to put her face close to the Seraphim. “Honestly, I feel like I did you a disservice since I took control of the whole encounter. What would you like to do?”

“What do you mean?” Severina asked, her cross-shaped eyes focused on the movement of Jay’s lips.

“I mean exactly what I said. What would you like to do? What fantasy would you like to indulge in? When you’re with me, think of it as your opportunity to cut loose. Whatever you want, I’ll do it. I want you to be happy. I want you to enjoy yourself. Aila and Eir do, too. So, what would you like to do?”

Severina looked like she was at a loss as she tried to process Jay’s words. Either her private fantasies were too depraved for her to even consider voicing, or she was just so pure and inexperienced with lewd things that she had no idea what she even wanted. Jadis felt is was more likely the latter than the former, considering the kind of woman Severina was.

“We can guide you, if you like?” Eir suggested, her light touches never quite straying anywhere erogenous. “If that would be easier for you—”

“My feet,” Severina abruptly blurted out as her face burned so red she practically matched the elf in skin tone.

“You’re feet?” Jay asked while glancing between Aila and Eir, who both looked equally surprised.

“Mm, yes,” Severina managed to get out. “I… I’ve always wanted… to have my feet massaged. But I—I always thought it was inappropriate to ask of any of my servants. Would… would you do that… for me?”

Jay grinned, then leaned in so that her lips were brushing against Severina’s mouth as she spoke.

“For you? Absolutely.”