Page 70 of Mated By Twilight

“We’ve got you,” Tillos promised, his pelvis pressed against hers. Remaining still as he waited for her to adjust to his size.

But she couldn’t even remember the pain, much less the fact that she had been nervous. They calmed her down so easily and, as she relaxed back against the bed, releasing Tillos’ arm, their purrs died down with her until it was just them looking at her. Waiting for her permission to continue.

“Are you alright,aevea?” Sollit asked, and she realized that it came from a place of genuine concern. He looked so worried by her reaction.

Between her legs, Tillos was shaking with the effort it took him not to move, but he was looking at her expectantly. Waiting for her to gather herself.

Oh, right. These were her males. They hadn’t meant to hurt her. They were going to take care of her. And even if it didn’t feel good to her, it felt good to them. And shedidunderstand what her mother had been telling her. She wanted it to feel good for them. Even if she had to bear a bit more discomfort. It would be worth it to see them enjoying her so much.

“It’s okay,” she whispered, smiling. The taste of Sollit’s cum on her tongue, on her lips. “I’m okay. Don’t stop. Please?”

Tillos groaned, eyes rolling in time with his hips as he slowly pulled out then pushed back in. Again and again. Building up speed until their bed was rocking, her body bouncing against him as Sollit leaned over, taking one of her nipples between his lips and sucking.

And it felt…

Good.

As the discomfort of something new and strange inside her began to fade, the aborted ecstasy began to build again. She grabbed Tillos with one hand, Sollit with the other. Clinging to them both as Tillos pounded soft, gasping moans from her throat with each thrust.

Oh, yes. His dick feltverygood. The ribbed edges stroking inside her, pulling at her entrance, stuffing her full. Soveryfull. She could feel him deep in her belly. Hitting parts of her that she didn’t even know existed.

Sollit chuckled, lifting his head, tongue lolling out to circle around her nipple as she stared, enchanted by the way they made love to her.

“You’re so beautiful,” Sollit told her, grinning. “Look at how beautiful you are when you’re getting fucked. I bet I can make it better.”

Better? How could this get any better?

Sollit reached down, keeping his eyes on her, as he began circling her clit. All the while, Tillos didn’t even pause. He just kept moving as Sollit’s slow circling sent white hot pleasure shooting up through her belly. Destroying her as she cried out, her entire body locking up.

Tillos groaned, going still as his fingers dug into her hips. Something warm filled her. His seed. He was coming inside her. Leah whimpered, fingers digging into their flesh, as her legs shook and her toes curled.

“Beautiful,” Sollit moaned reverently, leaning down and kissing her on the open mouth. His fingers still circling around her clit as she trembled.

“Hurik vat, Sollit,” Tillos groaned, speaking in a tongue she didn’t recognize. “Tut ski ve iks ette.”

“Wha…?” She panted, looking between them.

Sollit smirked. “He says you’re fucking good. And I have to feel you.”

“Huh…”

Leah was too drunk – on pleasure, on fatigue – to figure out what they were saying. But she put the puzzle pieces together when Tillos pulled out. She whimpered, the tender flesh pulsing around nothing now, something hot and slick trickling down her butt.

Tillos moved to the side, Sollit quickly taking his place before she had a chance to close her thighs. He chuckled breathlessly, staring between her legs. Whatever he saw made his eyes wild as Tillos crawled up to her side.

“Clean me,” he ordered, taking her by the back of the neck.

Once again, a thick, ribbed dick was coming towards her face. Only now, it was shiny and slick with their combined juices – white and glittering gold trails dripping off him. And it should have been nasty, right? So why did her belly cramp with longing?

She stuck out her tongue, licking up from the base to the head. Cleaning up their combined pleasure – hers musky and salty but nearly undetectable beneath that rich taste of him that she craved like it was hot chocolate on a snowy day.

She was on her second, long lick when Sollit’s head began breeching her. They both groaned as she winced, too sensitive to take him.

Tillos began to purr. Him alone. Easing back the discomfort and letting her float in a wonderful sense of freedom as Sollit pushed deep so achingly slowly. The purr did nothing to take away from the wonderful pressure of him filling her.

“Open,” Tillos ordered, hand fisting her hair.

She did as she was told. Sticking out her tongue. Eagerly taking his slick and hot dick into her mouth as Sollit began to thrust wildly between her legs. Making a mess of her as Tillos used his grip on her head to begin moving her up and down his shaft. And his purr made it so that she didn’t even react when he began hitting the back of her throat.

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