Page 17 of The Wish

“For that reason, we would do all that we could to ensure that you have us for all the years ahead should you choose to be ours,” Gehj rasped in agreement from her other side as he tucked in close against her back, his warmth flooding over her. “Above all, we want nothing more than to just love you and show that love to you every day. To protect you, care for you… and bring you pleasure,” he added, his voice deepening ever so slightly as it grew huskier with the arrival of his arousal.

“Can we show you how we would do this?” Agrel murmured, and she nodded jerkily in agreement.

Why stop it when she wanted their touch with such desperation? In any case, she reasoned that it was bound to happen given the position in which they were laying so that the progression of their touches felt like a natural thing, unhampered by their most recent topic of discussion. If it weighed on their mind at all, they didn’t think about it. Instead, they began to explore her with small, slow touches that heated her blood. It began as a slow, warm tingle beneath the skin that followed the path of their fingers until it gathered within her belly and began to rapidly grow deeper and stronger so that her skin trembled with every touch.

Gehj’s wing curled over her, his feathers skimming over her belly and the part of the leg bared by her nightgown that had somehow become rucked over her hips on one side. She didn’t know how it was that she felt it so acutely through her tunic, but she did, and she trembled with the pleasure that rose in answer to it. She basked in the warmth that rose between the two males sandwiching her, as Agrel curled his wing above Gehj’s wing. Hands petted her in soft, light, circular touches, their eyes growing brighter as night settled in. They neatly skirted her aching breasts and avoided her mons as they caressed her with lingering touches everywhere else. It was a maddening pleasure that had her panting and leaning into them with every stroke.

“Do you mind this?” Gehj whispered, his breath fanning her shoulders and the back of her neck.

She shook her head mutely, her body tensing and uncoiling in response to every touch they delivered. Agrel held her gaze as he ran a claw down from the base of her throat to the top of her cleavage, the corners of his mouth curling in a smile when her breath caught on a strangled moan and she shivered in reaction.

“So responsive,” he rasped, his claw lightly scoring her flesh. “You like it, do you not?”

Her lips trembled as a moan struggled to overtake her. “Yes… It’s so good.”

Gehj made a low sound of approval in his throat and their hands went to the hem of her nightgown. Grabbing ahold of the lacy hem, they dragged the fabric up the length of her body before pulling it completely over her head and tossing it to the side. Their identical hisses of pleasure at the sight of her bare skin were exhilarating. It made her feel desired, like nothing ever had before. Gehj kissed the nape of her neck from which his tongue followed an invisible trail along her spine, his wings fanning her with subtle little movements. Every movement of his wings ran the feathers tips up her body in such a way that it felt as if he was stoking some inner furnace within her as her belly grew molten hot from the desire that was building ceaselessly within her. In a brief moment of sanity, she wondered if that was because his natural inclination was to breed in mid-air.

“I… I hope my lack of wings aren’t hampering you in any way,” she choked out as his tongue swept along the long muscle of her shoulder blade.

Both males chuckled in unison, the sound vibrating against her skin with puffs of warm breath.

Gehj’s tongue disappeared, and he kissed the smooth skin he had been previously lathing. “Female Atlavans lack wings as well—though we do not know why they aren’t winged, but there are stories. But if you say that because you think we breed in the air, you would be mistaken,” he teased in a warm voice. “Our wings are not structured well for long periods of gliding that would be safest for such an activity. Even a feathered animal has the sense to breed safely in a tree or on the ground.”

“Now cease trying to distract us,” Agrel murmured with amusement against her breasts. The ridge of bone along his nose rubbed against the soft flesh, continuing his torment as he massaged her breasts and teased her nipples. Suddenly, his teethdelivered a small, stinging nip in feigned punishment that had her drawing in her breath sharply from the pleasure that burst deep within her.

A soft cry escaped her, her body arching against him as the males held her firmly in place between them.

“Patience,” he cooed, and she swallowed back her protest as his tongue immediately slipped from between his lips to curl over her nipple.

Long, silky feathers teased her legs as their tails fanned as the primary feathers of their wings teased with flitting brushes. Even though they didn’t use their wings for flying during sex, it was clear that they were definitely used. They dragged over her, flicked her, and sometimes swatted her with little explosions that made her skin jump and pleasure burst behind her eyes even as it plummeted deep into her belly.

Gehj dragged her leg back over his hip, holding her open so his fingers could slip downward and cup her drenched sex. The sides of his claws spread her open, exposing the entrance of her channel, and Agrel slid down the length of her body. From behind her, she felt Gehj shift against her as the calm, sweet male she was coming to know disappeared beneath the subtle aggression of his sudden domination over her. His cock slipped from his sheath, and it brushed against her most sensitive flesh as it slipped forward from behind and pierced her cunt with a hooking motion. It buried itself within her, rooting around as it slid deeper and deeper. Gehj hissed and his hips began to move, so that his writhing cock was shuttled back and forth within her channel. Delilah gasped, her fingers clenching fistfuls of bedding as his cock drove in her with leisurely deep thrusts that seemed to shatter every nerve ending as her need coiled hotter and darker within her.

Gehj’s wing folded over her shoulder, pinning her to his chest, his feathers brushing over her in time to his thrust, butthat wasn’t what shattered her. It was the curl of Agrel’s tongue against her clit. It dragged against the hyper-sensitive flesh, teasing the little bead exposed by Gehj’s spread fingers.

“That is it, Agrel, taste her and tune her pleasure to yours,” the male behind panted, his hips pumping with hard little snaps that made her see stars.

Agrel grunted in agreement and his mouth closed over it, sucking on it so that her channel clenched and spasmed around the cock thrusting into her. Gehj’s growl filled her ears, his bread ragged. Agrel released her clit, his mouth drifting downward as the hard bony ride of his nose pressed against her clit, rubbing it as his tongue slid along her folds before piercing her, his tongue driving into her, wiggling into her, squeezing into the space left by Gehj’s writhing cock. The male moaned in a low, loud sound from his chest, his hips kicking forward, driving deep into Delilah and against Agrel’s flattened tongue. Gehj hissed and did it again, his hips bouncing with a frantic, lust-driven motion as he drove into over and over while Agrel’s tongue flattened and caressed from the inside, only to retreat and strike and twist around her clit before driving in again.

Delilah’s thighs shook as pleasure and need coiled and tightened deeper within her belly. She shivered at the sensation of Agrel’s claws skimming over her mons, belly, and thighs, and the brush of Gehj’s thumb against her clit, rubbing it in circular patterns whenever his ahaku abandoned the nub and gave him the opening. He tapped it and tweaked it with one hand while his other hand gripped her hip, his wing’s feathers vibrating against her breasts, teasing her nipples with the urgency of his thrusts.

Agrel’s wings and tail feathers fanned wide, his crests rising as he climbed back up her body. His cock hooked and writhed between them, its dark purple length twisting in ways that revealed the peculiar thread like texture that lifted whenever it bent at an angle. The thick tapered head was beaded with milkypearls of his desire. She watched them expand as he adjusted the angle of his hips and his cock disappeared between her thighs seconds before she felt the pressure of it pressing against her cunt, demanding entrance. It pressed and twisted along the length of Gehj’s cock, burrowing into her slowly as the other male’s thrusts became fever-pitched, his hips slapping against her bottom with the force of his rut.

And still Agrel’s cock pressed forward until it was completely burrowed within her. It twisted then, and an orgasm tore through her in reaction, the world shattering in white brilliance of pleasure as his cock latched around Gehj’s cock, bringing the male to a jerking halt, driving both cocks so deep that they rubbed and bumped at the mouth of her womb, striking every sensitive pleasure point there as the twitched and writhed together, pumping hot sprays of seed within her.

And then they moved together.

Delilah’s eyes rolled back as their hips rolled, their bodies rocking in tandem, their cocks dragging in and out of her, stretching her with every thrust and retreat. Agrel’s wingtip teased the back of her thigh with every thrust just below the firm press Gehj’s claws holding her leg open. She shook as they plunged into her, that tightening, winding sensation condensing in a hot, white ball within her that grew with every plunge of their joined cock, their bodies moving against hers, their hips pressing up in hard bursts that shook all three of them so that their joined cocks filled her faster and harder.

A whimper formed in her throat, and it grew louder and sharper as her pleasure began to unravel in bright lashes that struck through her. A golden light brightened around them and heat flared over her, consuming her thousands of tendrils spread wide through her core and her orgasm shattered, exploding through her with a fury that made a shriek break from her lips for just a heartbeat before it was smothered by Agrel’smouth. He kissed her deep and moaned into her mouth, his body shaking as his seed rose in thick bursts, giving her stream upon stream of his release. Behind her Gehj hissed, his released triggered by theirs. He ground against her, his cock pressing deep against the mouth of her womb, straining against the hold of Agrel’s cock in a desperate need to wring out every bit of the pleasure that quaked violently through him.

They writhed together on the bed, the tangled bedding half-falling to the floor until eventually they grew still and merely held each other as their bodies remained conjoined together. Their seed still pumped into Delilah, sending tiny quakes of pleasure through her, but the urgency was dimming and fading until they just lay peacefully on the bed entwined within each other’s arms, their cocks eventually unwinding and sliding from her body.

Curled between them, she felt warm and safe. She burrowed deeper, turning toward Gehj to bury her nose in the thick feathers of his collars as exhaustion set in and mingled with a sense of satisfaction. She was worn out completely… but it was good. Beneath her cheek, Gehj’s heart beat steady and true, and a smile curled her lips as she felt Agrel fit his big body around her back, his frame curling around hers and his wings cupped over them all. Beneath his wing, Gehj’s wing curled forward and rested over her shoulder and side in a tender clasp that held her firmly against his heart, their breaths mingling in slumber.

It occurred to her, as sleep slowly claimed her consciousness, how strange it was that they fit so perfectly together.

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