After what seems like minutes or forever, I breathe a sigh of relief. “Yessss.” I hiss rubbing my body against the scents. Filling it with my needs.
A hand touches me, wraps its fingers around my delicate ankle. It’s so deliciously cool. So strong and my belly quivers and clenches. I yank my foot inside but they keep their hold and pull again. A semi-growl more escapes my throat as I try to dislodge them. I will see if they are worthy.
Another hand reaches within my nest and an involuntary hiss escapes me. But they graze their hand softly against my foot. Coaxing. I hum.
There’s a mighty purr coming from outside my nest. It’s filling the void within my chest. I mew my need. The exercise complete, my nest beautiful, my body builds the fire once more. My pussy wet with need once again. Clenching. Unclenching. The rumbling purr gains a chorus and it is like my body complies.
I snake my hands forward and grip their wrists, even if I cannot grab them fully around and I tug them forward. I wish to speak but I cannot. It is only mews and whimpers. And need.
One pair of golden orbs glow at me. “Hush.” He murmurs.He’s strong.So strong. Murmurs the voice within me. I lick my lips and lean towards him. I lick his tusk before kissing him full on the lips. He kisses back and moans his needs. When we part, another pair ofglowing orbs joins my nest and I mew my pleasure. Yesss.
This one begins to caress my outstretched leg. He massages the worn angry muscles. I sigh in contentment. Their hands. Oh, their hands are so lovely.
The symphony of purrs creates a song that tugs at my chest. Yes. It begs. Yours. It intones. A soft sound rumbles from inside me. It fills the air with acceptance and the salty smell of my slickened thighs. I can feel it soaking and coating the nest.
My kissing citrus mate’s purr turns into a rumbling growl that calls forth more. He hungers for me. They switch places. No longer does my earthy mate massage my legs but he climbs up to caress my stomach and weigh my breasts, heavy, within his palms.
He tweaks my nipple, tugging it and causing me to cry out. Becoming desperate. I lick his lips. His tusks. He licks me back. Kissing me ruthlessly. With how gently he has been touching me I wouldn’t have known that he could be so rough. He nibbles down my jaw. His tusks scraping my skin better than any five o’clock shadow ever could and it makes me shiver with delight. And then he takes my breast into his mouth. Rolling my nipple between his teeth. The bite making me hiss from the pain until he laps at it with his tongue.
Below, crouched between my legs is heaven. He laves at my slickened thighs. Taking every drop into him. Up one thigh and up the other. The rasp of his tongue rough and nearly like a cats. It’s hotter than my skin but it makes me squirm all the same.
“Please!” I cry. It’s hoarse like I’ve been screaming for hours.
He purrs his appreciation and need. “What do you want, human?”
“You.” I mew. “Please.” My hands slide between my thighs and spread my nether lips for him. Slick gliding down my lips and down to my ass.
He hums and laps more of me. Cleaning me of every drop. Caressing my back door with slight pulses of his tongue. It causes me to whimper when he breaches me for a second before continuing his journey to my cunt. He licks me up and down over and over, missing my clit and I whine. Thrusting my chest at one and my hips at the other. Please. Please. Please!
“Speak.” Growls the one between my thighs.
“My clit. Please.” A whine. A plea. Desperation on my tongue.
His eyes bear holes into my very soul. “Who am I?”
“Mate.” I hiss without hesitation. And he groans at the lust and need in my gaze.
“Mine.” He licks a circle around it and then rubs the tip of his tongue onto my bud. In seconds, I’m nearing. Oh god. I’m going to come.
I cry out, nearly a scream when he thrusts two fingers unprovoked into me. He doesn’t completely fill me with them. Just the entrance. Teasing. Gently thrusting. The bundle of nerves reacting and exploding me from the inside out.
I shout my ecstasy. It’s a growl, a cry, a scream. It’s filling the air around me; around us, and I realize how much they are aroused. I can smell them. Their thick precome leaking onto my nest.
I wiggle away and out of their grasps. They growl at me. But I merely get to all fours and lap at my earthy mate’s cock. He moans, hands caressing my hair. Pulling, tugging. He wants more but won’t take. Not yet. But I want him to. Need him to take me and take me until I can’t breathe without this earthy scent covering me. Spreading inside of me. Weeping from me.
I feel him. His cock at my entrance. Tracing it, grazing it. Gliding over it and thrusting between my lips. Citrus arousal tames me. Takes me. I gently thrust my hips at him. Silently begging him to take me while I lick and swallow the one before me.
“Mate an’ mine.” Murmurs the one before me as I open my mouth wide. I take him forward into me and his growl of need causes me to gush once more.
I feel the gentle breaching of my nether lips. Slow and steady. But I’m so damn tired of slow and steady. I pop his cock out of my mouth and lick it from base to tip while rocking my hips back and forth. Urging the strong mate to take me. He groans and trembles and I smile up at my other mate. Wicked delight glimmering within my eyes. And he growls deeper cupping my head and thrusting his cock into my depths.
“Mmmph!” I swallow him as best I can. He’s long and thick. Like taking a bat down my throat. I gag and swallow. Taking him and accepting every spurt from him. Behind me, there is a pause, I know he is watching my earthy mate take from me and the spice of his scent plumes the air around me. Thrilling me further as I know it arouseshim. He bows himself over me, his mouth licking my neck. My whimper is muffled and vibrates against him.
“Mine.” He whispers in my ear before thrusting every last inch of himself within me. I’m so wet that it glides through my folds, barely a pinch but oh so full. His claw tipped hands grip my waist and slamming me onto his cock. And the tug of war begins.
My earthy mate pulls me off his cock nearly all the way. The head just at the entrance. And then Citrus mine yanks me back. Slamming me full and popping the cock right out of my mouth. Always, I cry out. For being filled with so much need and being deprived of so much as well.
Back and forth. Back and forth. I’m always full of either male and neither is better than the other but it’s so delicious. I wish they could take me at once. I’m just passed back and forth between them and I absolutely love it.