Page 62 of Orange Tundra
Sim's tail slipped inside her mouth, muffling her desperate cries as he prepared her ass with practiced efficiency. The crystal energy provided perfect lubrication, perfect relaxation, turning what should have been careful preparation into urgent, desperate claiming.
"You want us both?" Sim growled against her ear, his cock pressing against her tight ring of muscle. "Want to be completely filled, stretched beyond your limits while ancient magic makes you come until you forget your own name?"
"Yes," she sobbed around his tail, her body already trembling on the edge of climax. "Please, I need to feel claimed. Need to feel owned."
We entered her simultaneously. Sim driving deep into her ass while I thrust hard into her pussy, both of us groaning at the impossible tightness, the crystal-enhanced sensation of sharing her completely. She screamed, her body convulsing around us as the dual penetration triggered an instant, devastating orgasm.
"Fuck, yes," I growled, watching my cock disappear into her soaking cunt while Sim's length stretched her ass beyond belief, feeling him throbbing against me through the thin wall separating us. "You take us both so perfectly. Like you were designed for this."
The crystals pulsed in rhythm with our frantic fucking, their energy creating a feedback loop of sensation that had all three of us teetering on the edge of madness. I could feel Sim's pleasure through our enhanced connection, could feel Brynn's desperate need as if it were burning in my own blood.
My brain teased, the White Tribe's ancestors developed or discovered aphrodiasiac crystals that would makeNimsimsweep with envy.
"Harder," she demanded when Sim's tail slipped from her mouth, her voice raw with lust. "I'm not some fragile flower and I want to feel you claim me. Really claim me."
The desperate edge in her voice destroyed any pretense of gentleness. I grabbed her hips and began pounding into her with ruthless intensity, still being careful not to crush her middle, my cock driving so deep I could feel her cervix kiss my tip with every thrust. Sim matched my pace, both of us using her body with the desperate hunger of males finally allowed to possess their mate completely.
"You like that?" I panted, cataloging how her pupils dilated, how her skin flushed, how her inner walls contracted around uswith each brutal thrust. "Like being filled so completely you can barely breathe? Like having two cocks owning every inch of your perfect body?"
"God, yes," she sobbed, tears streaming down her face as pleasure overwhelmed her completely. "I love it. I love being yours. I love feeling so full I can't think."
The chamber filled with the sounds of our coupling. Moans and gasps and the wet slap of flesh on flesh, all amplified and harmonized by the crystal acoustics. The energy built between us like a storm, pressure mounting toward an inevitable explosion.
"Come for us," I commanded, my voice rough with possession and need. "Let the crystals feel how perfect you are, how strong our bond is."
She shattered with a scream that sent the crystals blazing like stars, her inner walls contracting around us with rhythmic pulses that triggered our own release. I came with a roar, spilling myself deep inside her while Sim followed a heartbeat later, all three of us crying out as the enhanced climax tore through our nervous systems.
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The crystal energycrested with our shared orgasm, washing over us in waves of golden light that left us gasping and shaking in its wake. For several minutes, we lay tangled together on the chamber floor, basking in the afterglow while the crystals gradually returned to their gentle, steady pulse.
"That was..." Brynn began, then trailed off, apparently lacking words.
"Unprecedented," I finished, my mind already cataloging the data even as my body hummed with satisfaction. "The crystals didn't just enhance the physical experience. They facilitated a form of neural linking between us."
Sim smacked my head half-heartedly. "Turn off your brain for a bit and enjoy the afterglow."
Brynn just giggled while I sighed and snuggled her closer.
"I could feel what you were feeling," she confirmed, wonder in her voice. "Both of you. It was like we were truly one being for those moments."
Sim nuzzled her neck, his purr vibrating through all of us. "The White Tribe understood something we've forgotten. That successful reproduction requires more than just geneticcompatibility. It requires emotional and psychic bonding at the deepest levels."
"Which is why only mated males of our society were given a female egg for fertilization," I added.
I stroked Brynn's hair, noting how the golden glow had settled into a steady, gentle radiance that seemed to emanate from her skin. "How do you feel? The babies?"
The babies. Centuries of searching for a race compatible enough to birth just one child, until we were gifted with Brynn who could easily give us multiple offspring.
Sim looked at me and mouthed 'Nine babies.' We both shuddered.
She placed her hands on her belly, her expression peaceful and content. "Perfect. They're growing exactly as they should be, and the discomfort is completely gone." Her smile was radiant. "I think they liked the crystal energy as much as I did."
"The healing effect appears to be temporary but significant," I observed, reluctantly returning to analytical mode. "Your symptoms have been completely suppressed, but we'll need regular exposure to maintain the benefits."
"Which means we need to reach the deeper chambers," Sim concluded. "The ones with more advanced crystal arrays that could provide permanent support."
