Page 9 of Bound By the Vori

Lifting her foot, she nudged his submerged shoulder with her toes. The teasing glide of his crown coils rushed over her thighs just as something slid sinuously over her sex and curled around her clit. It began to rapidly flutter until it was vibrating softly around the sensitive flesh. Hips instinctively arching, Kim’s breath exploded out of her as she gasped with pleasure.

Holy shit! What was that?

Rykaal’s eyes darkened as he watched her expression change. His tongue flicked and he exhaled a soft hiss filled with desire. He abandoned the sponge, allowing it to float away. She barely gave it a glance. Her thoughts were far too dirty to be worried about how clean he managed to get her. Instead, she focused on the way his hands slid up her belly to her chest, his fingers splaying over her skin, the deep lavender-gray a beautiful contrast against the dark polished brown of her exfoliated and wet skin. Trailing down his beautiful body, Kim’s eyes dropped and fastened on the stiff red length of his cocks bobbing between them beneath the water’s surface. They were fully engorged and swollen with need, but he made no move for the honey pot. His entire focus seemed to be on petting her and observing her every reaction to his touch, his eyes lighting up and darkening with intensity if she so much as mewed with the tiniest bit of pleasure.

Finally, his big hands cupped her breasts, squeezing and massaging gently as if completely enamored by their weight. She gave them an amused glance, delighted at the way the globes of her flesh filled his palms perfectly so that she felt the caress of his warm hands over her entire breast. She could be Cinder-fucking-ella right now, except forget the shoe. In hand-to-tit ratio, it was the perfect fit.

His thumbs stroked over her nipples in time to the assault on her clit. Kim writhed and panted. The tongue teasing her clit shifted away to be replaced with the teasing squeeze and tap of a coil that slithered off of her leg, and Kim practically shot up when Sijhord’s tongue pressed into her channel, vibrating with its flittering as it drove deep. Her hands digging into the tail looped directly behind her, she moaned and pumped her hips helplessly to the rhythm, Rykaal’s deep, aroused laughter filling her ears. He plucked her nipples, his big body descending to trail his tongue over her skin, and brush butterfly kisses along the path he made. His mouth descended to one breast, his hand cupping around it once more to lift its peak to his lips. His mouth closed around it, pulling at the exact moment that her clit was both rubbed and plucked, while Sijhord’s tongue whipped and pressed in a hard massaging motion against her G-spot.

A strangled shout erupted from her as her hips shot up from the water, her cries echoing faintly in the bathing room as her orgasm exploded like a firecracker. Rykaal’s growl of pleasure vibrated against her breast and her eyes dropped to meet his gaze to discover that he had been watching her the entire time, his eyes fastened upon her face as he peered up at her from where his mouth was fastened to her breast.

He released her nipple slowly, leaving it just as taut as the one next to it. He gave it one last leisurely lick before pulling back, giving Sijhord room as he rose, breaking the surface of the water with a glorious spray like some sort of merman. Water sluiced off his scales and crown coils, leaving them shiny and jewel-like in the light of their bathing room as he peered down at her ravenously. His hands clamped on her thighs, massaging them, bringing her attention down to them and putting his extruded cocks directly within her line of vision. She was panting eagerly, ready to take it to the next level, but he released her, and with a sly smile to Rykaal, slithered out of the tub, leaving her with the large male whose tail still cupped and supported her.

Craning her head back, she blinked up at her mate. He scooped her up from the bath with a smirk, lifting her into his arms and against his chest as he rose from where he was resting on his coils. He picked her up as if she were a doll and handed her over to Sijhord, who rematerialized at the side of the pool with a thick, fluffy towel that was big enough to put even the largest bath sheets on Earth to shame. One that she was surprised to discover was heated and waiting for her.

Kim was immediately engulfed in its warmth as it was wrapped completely around her. Sijhord moved, undulating carefully as he ran the bottom edge of the towel over her feet before lowering her to the dry tiled floor. She could have protested that she was more than capable of drying herself off, but why bother? She leaned into his touch, her skin hypersensitive after her orgasm, relishing it as she drank in his warmth and scent, while the towel made a slow path over her body, wicking away every drop of water. After gently squeezing out the water from her braids, Sijhord allowed the towel to drop away.

His eyes glittered as he swept back from her and turned to grab a couple of bottles of oil from the stand. She gave them a curious glance, but any question she might have asked was cut off when she was plucked up again and carried out of the room and into the bedroom, where she was deposited on a silky cloth draped over their nest of cushions.

Rykaal and Sijhord loomed over her, their red eyes as bright as the finest rubies. With a brisk nod to Sijhord, Rykaal moved up behind her head. Her head tipped as she eyed him curious, her entire body lit up, her erotic engine moving from a purr to a roar as she watched him pour some of the oil into his hand before setting the jar on the shallow ledge that ran along the length of the room. His cocks bobbed above her enticingly as he bent and smoothed the oil into her skin, a sweet smell reminiscent of almonds, plums, and lilies filling her nose as he worked. Sijhord smirked as he pushed his way between her legs while pouring oil into his hand before following suit and rubbing it into her belly with firm strokes that made heat curl deep within her stomach and within her breasts, sending little erotic flushes of pleasure that made slick weep onto her inner thigh and her nipples pebble tightly.

That heat spread from her belly and breasts outward as their hands slicked over her hips and shoulders before working their way along her legs and arms. Kim writhed in place, gasping and moaning quietly in the back of her throat at the strong drag of their fingers and the very faint graze of their claws. Her entire body tingled and was heated with desire, her legs spreading wider in a silent invitation to Sijhord as he lifted one leg and then the other, his engorged cock buffing against her inner thighs as he rubbed the length of her legs from thigh to toe, taking care to massage the oil thoroughly into the soles of her feet while Rykaal did the same for her hands.

Desire burned hotter within her, and her pulse leaped as Sijhord leaned forward, the heads of his cocks sliding against the folds of her sex. Kim lifted her hips expectantly, a moan stirring to life in her throat, when suddenly she was rolled over, and the same process started again on her back until she was lifting her ass up in silent entreaty. The tip of Sijhord’s tail teased her entrance before sliding it, the slow invasion stretching her and preparing her for him as Rykaal clamped a hand around the back of her neck and held her for him.

Unable to do anything but remain splayed for him, she cried out and swiveled her hips to rock against his invasion, her pussy clamping greedily around that slick tail with every thrust. It was sweet, sweet madness rolling through her as he worked her up and tipped her into another orgasm. Her entire body trembled before sliding his tail free and lining the tips of his cocks at her entrance.

They pushed in together, and her channel pulsated happily around them in an attempt to drag them further into her. To her relief, the hand over her neck lifted away as Sijhord’s grip on her plush hips tightened as he pulled back and drove into her again. Kim pushed up on to her arms and whimpered as her entire body rocked with the strength of his thrust. It put her exactly where Rykaal wanted her. With a grin he leaned and hoisted her upper body against him, taking her weight off her arms and fully onto him so that her breasts slipped and dragged over his lubricated shafts as her belly settled and cushioned against his wound tail. Her nipples tightened with the contact, and she squeezed her breasts around his thick lengths, enjoying their pulse and heat as they jumped with excitement that matched the growl that left her captured mate.

Rykaal’s pelvis shuttled as he worked his cocks, his red eyes glazed with passion and appreciation as he stared down at her. Although the feel of his cocks moving between her breasts was more for his benefit, seeing the way that his lust consumed him, the way that he panted between his dark lips—that was fucking hot. That her pussy was being pleasured at the other end as Sijhord screwed his cocks in and out of her just ramped up her own excitement, and it made her want to get Rykaal off even more. She wanted to see him shout with pleasure as she came all over her other mate’s cocks.

A lustful growl erupted from Rykaal, and her sex squeezed around Sijhord with excitement, demanding more, her skin shivering with her need. Lifting her higher, Rykaal’s mouth came down over hers, his tongue thrusting between her lips and twining with her own as the cocks thrusting into her picked up their tempo, rocking her body harder so that her nipples skated across his lightly scaled chest. His kiss swallowed her cries as her pussy wept and pulsed around the cocks pounding into her and swallowed her every sound even when she gasped and jerked, throwing herself back onto Sijhord’s cocks when something slicked over her clit.

A tail. Sijhord’s tail teased her clit as he fucked her, making her entire body shake as it lit up again, and she cried against Rykaal’s mouth. With a hungry gasp, she broke free from the kiss and pushed against his chest. He obliged her by lying back as she dropped down to his belly where the swollen heads of his cocks bounced and pumped out fresh streams of precum. Fuck yes. That was exactly what she wanted.

Curling the fingers of her hand around one, she took the other into her mouth, sucking ravenously as the flavor of his precum burst over her tongue. Grateful that Rykaal continued to hold her in place, Kim wrapped one hand around the remaining length of his cock to pump when she lifted her head while her other hand worked his other cock steadily in time from root to tip. Rykaal jerked, the end of his tail coiling somewhere near her knees at the same moment Sijhord’s tail abandoned her clit and swept over her thigh and hip, locking her against him as his pelvis swung harder and faster, his deep grunts rising with the slap of their bodies.

Flexing her internal muscles, she squeezed hard on Sijhord’s cocks as she continued to enthusiastically work Rykaal’s cocks until the male was writhing beneath her as he leaned back against the thick mound of cushions behind him. His hand closed around a mass of her braids, his pelvis pumping as more of his precum filled her mouth and dribbled out over her hand and his tail. The lower part of his tail curled around her other leg and hip until both tails were sliding against her ass, spreading her cheeks wide. Something thick, tapered, and moderately pliable like a firm sex toy pushed against her hole, sliding slowly, lubricated with what she suspected were her own juices. It tunneled in slowly, stretching her sphincter until it finally popped into place.

Kim’s eyes rolled back into her head, her entire body quivering as Sijhord hissed loudly, his ardor growing more fervent, and a delicious smell filled the air around her, making her pussy pulse with increased excitement. Releasing one hand from her hips, he pushed a hand beneath his cock to rub against her clit with every pass when she rocked back into him. She trembled as the erotic tension spooled deeper within her. As she became accustomed to one small plug hooked into her, she jumped slightly at the brush of another. Her pussy drooled with her heightened arousal, and she sucked Rykaal as deep into her throat as she could manage as that second mating barb worked its way into her.

Thank the Mother of the Nests that when she made them, she made their barbs considerably smaller than even one of their cocks. Any larger and she probably would have been split completely instead of melting an inferno of desire as they rubbed back and forth against each other in her rear passage while their cocks filled her.

Kim moaned around Rykaal’s cocks as she felt her peak rolling through her, making her belly quiver and jump. She made a move to lift her head away, but Rykaal kept her in place and continued to pump madly into her mouth. She clenched hard against Sijhord in reaction, spurring her other male on further as her body was ravished between them.

She was given no warning as to their impending climax, but it washed over her in a burst when it came. First Sijhord bellowed, his hot release spraying into her depths but it was quickly followed by Rykaal’s deep growl as his cum painted her mouth and breasts. Their seed coating her, Kim threw back her head and cried out as her own orgasm slammed through her, her mates’ approving hisses and growls following her into oblivion as their cocks pulsed and their hooked mating barbs rubbed enticingly, wrenching every drop of pleasure out of her.

When she finally collapsed, it was to find herself splayed over the tails of her mates as they twined leisurely around her, their bodies bare and awash with their mutual pleasure.

That was a position they found themselves in frequently over the remainder of their honeymoon—much to Kim’s considerable pleasure.

Nine

Their reprieve was over far too soon for Rykaal’s liking. It felt a little selfish to want to be curled up all day in his nest with his nestmate and mate especially since he heavily indulged in doing so over the last several days. Aside from their first trip through the market, they had left only once more: to have Kim’s beautifully braided coils artistically refashioned. When an Edoka female shyly offered to coat his mate’s nails in brilliant lacquer, he had been happy to agree when he saw the delighted look come across her face.

He would give her everything and more just to see her smile and her eyes light with pleasure. He would have spent even more time discovering every little pleasure and truth of her happiness—to further tease her appetites and senses.

Rykaal shook his head, letting go of that thread of thought and the direction it was taking him. He did not need to arrive in the Matriarch’s on the edge of extruding simply due to lustful thoughts he was entertaining about his mate.

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