The Albino

The early morning rays crested the low window seal of the ornate panoramic window that occupied the centerpiece of the room given to Ben, Vi and Val. The amber glow of the rising sun broke across Ben’s eyes, wrestling him from his comfortable slumber. His mind slowly spun to life, and he realized two things that kept him firmly immobile. The first was that sometime in the night the bedding had ridden down around their waist. And the second was that he remembered that all three of them were naked.

The sisters had insisted, claiming that both of them slept more comfortably this way; but they had understood Benjamin’s desire to respect their modesty. The three of them had crawled under the blankets before disrobing fully, but that had not stopped them from promptly pressing themselves against him afterwards. Viola, in particular had hummed in profound satisfaction as she tucked herself under his left arm. She had done her level best to melt into his side, falling asleep almost instantly. Valtrya had settled in more timidly, only with her back facing him. Benjamin’s right arm had been inescapably captured, and Val had snaked it between her breast before placing his hand on her side. Benjamin found that he was unable to move his right arm from Val’s embrace.

Benjamin was effectively immobilized in the softest prison he could have asked for, and he thought back to the conversation of the previous night. He could see it now and He kicked himself for not seeing it sooner. His first impressions of them, shivering, frail, and not more than skin and bones had blinded him. He treated them like children, and the impression was reinforced as he had needed to teach them things he had learned as a child. The protective, slightly baggy, clothes of the forge had helped hide their recovery from him, but no longer. His left hand absently traced the outlines of Viola’s elegant curves, and Ben failed to not stare at their beauty as they slept. They looked every bit the immortal goddesses they revealed they were the night before. A gentle breeze swept in from the still open terrace door, forcing the tiny little body hairs on their exposed top halves to goose bump.

Vi and Val were now in perfect health, having fully physically recovered from their life of chronic starvation, and blossomed into the stunning women they were meant to be. Viola was very obviously of a more curvaceous build, with an elegant hourglass body that was firmly toned from her work in the Forge. Benjamin guessed that she was probably on the smaller side of a D’cup, and he felt her press her chest against him as the cool breeze slowly drew her from her dreams. Valtrya kept her slim form, even though she now sported the same toned solidity of her sister. She would have fit perfectly as a long lean fashion model strutting the runway, and her chest seemed to ride the line between a B and a C cup. Both women, now with the strength and the self-worth to stand tall, revealing them to be of the same 5 ft 6in height. They would not have been considered extraordinarily short on earth, but They seemed so small next to Benjamin’s massive frame.

Benjamin felt Viola shuffle, and he looked to her face to see her watching him with her chin on his chest. “I’m busted, aren’t I.” he said slowly, already feeling the heat in his cheeks. Viola smiled gently at him, with just a hint of mischief before she slowly rose to sit on her heels. She yawned, stretching her arms over her head. She blatantly refused to cover herself, arching her body in a long slow stretch. Her eyes, however, were locked on Benjamin as she succeeded in tempting him to take her in with an awed expression, “That implies… I don’t want you to look.” She coo’d. “You’ve given me back my body, does it please you?” Viola asked in that same tone, leaning over and running her hands through his red hair. She slipped her hands behind Benjamin’s head, cradling it as she hovered her body over his.

Benjamin’s heart raced. She was openly teasing him, both begging and daring him to touch her. “Yes..” He gulped, “Y. You're… gorgeous..” Viola’s eyes softened at his sudden nervousness, and Benjamin felt Valtrya stir. Viola smiled as her sister rolled over, slipping between them to lock lips with Benjamin. Val never let go of his right hand, but instead guided it between her thighs. Both of the women gasped as Val slipped Benjamins fingers to their destination, and she made room for Viola to lean over Ben again. Val held Benjamins hand in place as Viola arched her back, slowly lowering herself with her elbows on either side of Benjamin’s head. Benjamin found Vi’s breast just in front of his lips as she offered them to him, “Benjamin. We have wanted you for so lo..” both girls gasped as Benjamin’s lips accepted her invitation. His tongue swirled around each areola in turn, teasing her nipples into a vibrant perky deep purple. Val involuntarily shifted, sinking Benjamin’s finger further into herself. “…long…” Viola got out after a moment, and Val ran her fingers along Ben’s waist, then under the sheets, and it was Benjamin’s turn to gasp at her touch. Viola smiled softly, desire plain on her expression as she fought for the words, “We wish it. Will you have us?”

Benjamin reached up with his one free hand, cupping the back of Viola’s head before pulling her into a passionate kiss. It was all the answer he needed to give. Viola shifted, giving room to Valtrya while keeping her chest on Ben’s lips, but Benjamin shook his head gently. Viola looked at him for a moment before he smiled, slipping his fingers from Valtrya and coaxing her into Viola’s place from the other side. His lips tasted Valtrya’s skin for the first time the same moment his free hand found its way between Viola’s thighs. Benjamin gently attended to Valtrya the same way he did Viola, and soon he saw them look at one another before Viola spoke, “Val wants you to know that you are very gentle, and she wishes to be first to have you.”

Benjamin looked at Vi with momentary concern. She smiled gently back at him before sinking his fingers deeper into her in a ‘I’m happy where I am’ expression, and he nodded. Vi slipped slightly to the side, making sure to keep Benjamin’s hand right where she had it, as Valtrya locked eyes with him. She slowly slipped over top of him, and kissed him fiercely for a moment before reaching for him. Benjamin shuddered as their bodies met, and all three of them moaned as she took him to her thighs. Their hips met, and Val leaned back down to Benjamin, cupping his head in her hands as she began to move on top of him in a slow grinding motion. Benjamin’s mind began to blur. Valtrya kissed him for several minutes, before shifting and offering her breasts to him for the next several. It took a little bit for Benjamin to get used to how one touch, or one carress, or one thrust affected both women, and was quickly getting close when Valtrya suddenly paused, with a knowing expression. She lifted off of him, keeping his lips on hers as he calmed down before slipping to the side. Viola straddled herself over Benjamin. She said nothing, but smoothly settled onto him with a moan from both of them again. Viola revealed a difference between them. Valtrya preferred to grind against him, their hips pressed tightly together as he explored the deepest reaches of her. Viola began to kiss him fiercely, electing to slide up and down while rocking her hips in time. Benjamin lost track of time. The Aereesin women seemed to know exactly when to give him a break, switching out each time he was close to finishing. He wasn’t sure when it happened, but he began to find that he could last longer, and finally let go of his nerves. He let his hands roam freely, exploring their bodies as they shared him. Viola climaxed first, sinking down on him before collapsing completely in ragged breath and quivering body. She managed to roll off just as Valtrya took her place. Their shared soul let her feel her sister’s orgasm, and she was not far behind once she settled Benjamin into her. Benjamin discovered another difference when Val came. She planted her hands on his chest and almost screamed a moan, but she did not stop her grinding. She did not collapse, but rather rode Benjamin through her climax. Benjamin almost finished with her, but Valtrya somehow managed to fall off him, panting as Viola recovered. Benjamin was not quite calmed down when Vi sank herself onto him, leaning close to him with ragged voice, “Val got to have you first. Now, Benjamin. I get to have you last.” She half moaned and half growled, “Fill me, my Benjamin. I’ll not be stopping this time.”

With that, she began her slow bouncing thrust with little hip jerks becoming more pronounced as she began to climax again. Benjamin’s body quickly passed the normal point where the two women usually traded places. He felt himself swell inside Viola as her moans increased. “Please.” Viola moaned over and over. She sat upright and showed off her body to him, speeding up her thrusts until he crossed over past any ability to stop. Viola leaned over just as Benjamin began to climax, driving him as deep into her as she could before starting an agonizingly slow hip grind that she combined with rapidly flexing her pelvic floor. “Yes, Benjamin.. goddess, yes..” She cried out just above a whisper as she pressed her forehead to his. Benjamin’s body took over, and he bucked uncontrollably under Viola as he climaxed. It felt like he couldn’t stop, encouraged by Viola’s constant slow coaxing movements. Benjamin lost track of time as his brain switched off, and his body reacted on primal instinct until he could give her no more.

Viola slipped to the side of Ben as Valtrya melted into his other side. Ben was suddenly both worried, and happy for the open terrace door. “That was…. Whoa…” He breathed as his heartrate slowed, and the breeze brought in a welcome coolness. Ben stroked both of their backs, watching the sun rise as the three of them recovered, “Two bodies, one soul, hmm? That will take some getting used to.”

Vi snuggled close, “we’ve all the time we need.” And Benjamin winced sadly. Both sisters felt him tense and looked up at him in unison as Ben slowly pushed himself to a sitting position with hooded eyes.

“I.. I…” Ben stopped himself, taking a deep breath, “… I’m barely 20, and my people… Most Humans do not live to see a century. Vi.. Val.. You’re people don’t grow old…. I will die eventually, and you will…” But Viola eye’s widened for a moment in surprise before she shook her head. “Benjamin, The H’mure ensnared us for a reason. They lived much like you. A Durr can see two and a half centuries. An Orc can see one hundred fifty. A Child of a mountain can see half a Millenium. The Perennial races, and the Elven can see a full one thousand years. The H’mure lived but sixty years… without us.”

Ben looked at Vi in confusion, “I… I don’t understand.” And Viola took a deep steeling breath, “My people have one final secret, Benjamin. One that we hid from history and keep above all. My people… We can grant the gift of life…. Through blood.” Benjamin’s brows furrowed in further confusion before rising in shock as Viola opened her mouth. Her teeth were much like Benjamins, obviously designed for a meat and vegetable diet, but he looked on in nervous wonder as the top row seemed to shift on their own as a pair of long, thin almost translucent viper-like fangs slid out from between what her incisor and her canine would be, on a human. They extended to just under two inches in length. Benjamin watched transfixed as a small shaft of almost black purple extended down the middle of these natural hypodermic needles. The hollow center filled, releasing a single drop from each tip. Benjamin had seen the girls get cuts and bruises, and recognized the drops as their blood, but these droplets were much darker... She gave Benjamin a profoundly longing look for a long moment before licker her fangs clean retracting them. For a moment, Benjamin wondered if he was about to be jumped for round two, but the expression passed quickly from Viola’s face as her teeth returned to their normal position. “Benjamin, We Aereesin have two venoms hidden within our blood. These venom’s are separated from our blood and concentrated above our fangs. Both must be mixed with our saliva to affect another being, and it will turn inert if it touches air. When we are terrified, or enraged, we can inject the first venom, Hemorai, that sets the body on fire before killing by making the bitten sweat and cry blood.” Viola stopped, watching Benjamin carefully as he processed it all. “I can’t say I saw this coming” he said finally, dark myrth in his voice. His expression quickly softened at the nervous fear on the women’s faces, “Hey, Hey. Easy. It was a surprise, but it doesn’t change how I see you.” His comforting tone had the desired affect and the two calmed quickly, “Now, what’s the second venom.” he asked gently, hoping to distract them from his momentary instinctual reaction.

Viola nodded. “The second Venom must never be revealed to exist, Benjamin. Swear to me.” Benjamin nodded, snagging Vi’s chin with his thumb and fingers before pulling her into a quick kiss, “I swear it.” He said, before doing the same to Val. He forcibly ignored the instinctual side of his brain that screamed out about all the Venomous creatures from his earth. These were his Vi and Val, having them be a little extra dangerous was a good thing in the end.

Viola nodded, “The second venom, my people don’t know why we possess it, but it can normally only be injected during true passion of the heart, not the body…” She took a deep breath. “It is called the 'Kiss of Eternity'. To be injected with this venom begins with the same full body burning, but instead of death… it grants the bitten our life span, immunity to our more dangerous venom… and the ability to bear or father children with an Aereesin… The H’mure learned that addicting us to them could trick our bodies into giving them eternity…” Benjamin was rendered dumbfounded, and the sisters stayed silent to let him process what they had just told him. After several minutes, “May I ask a dumb question?” Benjamin asked at last, and the sisters nodded together, “If you can kill any attacker with a single bite, why didn’t your people never use it to defend yourselves, after the war.”

“We couldn’t. Our entire race was suffering from withdrawal in the beginning, and by the time our people recovered it was too late. We were all enslaved. Those that did try were slaughtered. In that time, it was also learned that a half starved Aereesin could not concentrate venom… over the generations the idea that Aereesin should be remain half dead, persists, but the why has been lost to time.” Viola responded.

A loud pounding on their door interrupted their conversation. The sisters flinched at the sound, but Benjamin recognized the familiar tempo. A booming voice rang through the heavy timber, “DO YOU LIVE, PINK SKIN?”

Benjamin broke down in a hearty laugh, “I live Jukha!” he called back and the Ork returned the laugh through the door, “GOOD! COME, WE ARE HEADED TO THE BATHS!” he bellowed.