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The whimpering sound that fell from her lips only embarrassed her further. But she liked it. The heat, the wetness, the way histongue moved against the sensitive flesh. All the while, he kept his eyes on her, watching her reaction as he enjoyed himself with a deep hum.

“You’re so lovely,” Tillos whispered in her ear. “Bare before us. Letting us pleasure you.”

“Beautiful,” Sollit agreed, switching nipples. Leaving the other hard and aching and wet. The air was so cold, making her shiver, but she liked it.

She liked them. Their touch. How wonderful they were to her. How sweet. Growing up, she’d sometimes overheard the way her father took her mother. It never sounded pleasurable. There were days she could swear she heard her mother crying afterwards. She’d just hide in her room whenever those horrible sounds arose. The women at the shelter seemed to have similar stories. It seemed to Leah sometimes that sex was something to be tolerated at best. Or if you did receive pleasure, it was just the comforting touch of the one you loved. And that made sense because hadn’t her mother said that a woman’s pleasure was a man’s?

It wasn’t normal to have males like this, right? For her body to react like this. To be cradled and warm and feeling so wonderfully safe. All the while, the way they touched her was building an unfamiliar fire in her belly that was uncomfortable but not really unwelcome.

That couldn’t be right. That couldn’t be normal. Maybe something was wrong with her. Maybe it was some alien thing they were doing to her – like their purr.

Oh. Maybe this was why their mother looked the way she did.

Did pleasure do that to a female?

The fleeting thought was whisked away when Tillos moved, walking her backwards, breaking Sollit’s connection to her. Both her nipples were wet and cold now, her breasts feeling so much heavier. Was it because she was so acutely aware of how they yearned for more touch, or because she had already grown accustomed to having them in his hands?

She didn’t know. She just knew that she wanted more.

“Please…” She begged softly, reaching for Sollit. Missing him.

Tillos chuckled behind her. “Patience,aevea. We’ll take care of you.”

Right. Of course, they would.

Chapter 25

Tillos

Leah was soft and pliant in their arms. Her heart was racing. He could see it in the veins of her neck, in the redness of her face, in the way she was panting though they’d barely touched her. But despite that, she was relaxed and soft against them. Even when he laid her on their bed, approaching her from one side as Sollit climbed in from the other, she looked nervously between them, but she didn’t try to conceal herself from their eyes.

“Don’t worry about a thing,” he told her softly, running his hand along her belly.

“We’ll do everything,” Sollit assured her, running his hand up her thigh.

She licked her lips nervously, but nodded, reaching for each of them. “Erm, just… go slow?”

“Oh, don’t worry,” Sollit chuckled.

“We want to savor this,” Tillos agreed, leaning down.

He kissed her – slowly, as she requested – while he caressed one of her breasts. Her dark little nipple was so hard and achy. She panted into their kiss as he appreciated the soft flesh. So lush and round and soft. Avanava females never had breasts – never fed their young from their body. Tillos felt pity for all theavanava males that would never get to appreciate a handful of hot, warm tit. Truly, he was coming to think of it as one of his new favorite things.

Leah suddenly whimpered into their kiss. While Tillos was keeping her lips busy, Sollit was lifting her hips, pulling her pants and underwear away. She wasn’t protesting, but she was so shy. Not yet comfortable with them laying their eyes on her.

That was okay. It would come with time. For now, he appreciated the adorable reaction she had to the way Sollit parted her legs, making a place for himself.

“T-Tillos…” She trembled, looking at him nervously. Clinging onto him. Looking to him for support and safety.

“It’s okay,” he promised, stroking her hair back. “Let him taste you. He’s eager for it.”

“So eager,” Sollit agreed, his voice muffled from his position.

Tillos kept Leah’s gaze, staring deep into her eyes. Watching with no small amount of satisfaction at the way her expression changed at the first kiss Sollit placed on her little slit. The way her mouth parted and trembled, how her eyes half closed and went dewy. Her fingers clutched onto his arms, she whimpered, then cried when Sollit licked her.

Tillos was so hard it hurt. He wanted to taste her himself, but getting to watch her the first time she was brought such pleasure made it well worth the wait. He rubbed himself through his pants, then pressed the seal, separating them.

“You’re so beautiful,” he promised her, stroking his cock. “Letting him lick you like that. What a good female you are, giving him such a treat.”

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