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The spasms moved through her body like an earthquake he could feel rumbling against his  thighs, hands, shaft. “Ah, Vixen,  you’re making me come, too!” he yelled,then let it go, his hot semen emptying deep  inside her perfect ass as the depth ofpleasure forced his eyes shut, shook his body  just as it had shaken hers, left  him weak and replete  with it in a way he’d never been before.

He lay warm against her back for a long  moment after the tremors had passed, then finally leaned to whisper playfully in  her ear, “I think Charger made you come.”

She turned to look in  time for him to catch her blush. “No, master, believe me when

I say it was all you.”

* * * * *

That night, back in their chamber, Teesia  paraded about the room, her tail swaying proudly behind her, swishing against her ass.

Ralen lay on the bed on his side, propped  on one elbow, watching. Both were nakedand his cock stood at full attention, drawing Teesia’s eyes. She wanted him like never before.

Today, on the horse, their sex had been…something new, something so powerful she couldn’t have imagined it had she not experienced it. She’d known she  loved her big brute of  a husband before today, but she’d never felt such love
 
coming back
 
to her as she had when they’d climbed onto Charger together.

Now, the culmination of love and want  and raw, feral lust roared through her, somehow only strengthened by what they’d shared on the beach, like a storm that gainspower the more it swirls.

“Bend over,” he told her when her back  faced him, and she did so. “Now wiggle  your ass.”

It was a game they played and it excited her as much as it pleased him. She  shimmied her bottom just as he’d asked.

“Very good. Now raise back up —slowly.”

She rose and turned to face him, sensually  running her hands over  her body, feeling  her own soft curves, tweaking her stiff nipples. He smiled darkly in response. “Very  nice, wanton. Pinch them again.”

She pinched and twirled for him, letting the sensation melt through her flesh and down between her thighs.

“Is your pussy wet?”

She nodded. “Yes, master. Very. I’m afraid my juices will roll down my thighs

soon.”

He chuckled lustfully. “Now
 
that
 
I would like to see.” Then he met her gaze. “Drag

your middle finger up through your cunt, then come and let me suck it dry.”

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Another blaze of hunger burned through her as she stroked herself while he watched, then padded to the bed. He reached for her hand and she suffered a new, brutal rush  of heat as his warm, wet  mouth closed around her dampened finger.

It was then  that a knock came on the door, and Teesia flinched. No one
 
ever

knocked on  their  door, let alone late at night. Her first thought was that something must be wrong, Ralen must be needed for something important—but his expression never wavered as he said, “Answer the door, slave.”

She blinked, then glanced down at her nudity. “Like this?”

He nodded, delivering his usual wicked grin. “Yes. Like that.”

Teesia didn’t know what to think, her  skin prickling with nervousness as she walked slowly to the door. She pulled in her breath warily—until she saw Laene on theother side.

His eyes glittered with lust. “You look as tantalizing as  ever, Lady Teesia.”

Given her high degree  of arousal, his hungry gaze only added to it, making her nipples seem to pucker tighter, her cunt seem to weep still more freely.

As Laene stepped in and closed the door,  then started to unlace his brown leather pants, Teesia began to understand, but she still looked to  Ralen for confirmation.

“I have one  last longing to fulfill with you, vixen,” he said.

“And it is?”

He smiled, dark and determined. “I want to  see you take two cocks. I want to see

you with every lovely opening on  your body…filled.”

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Chapter Eight

The suggestion at once  thrilled and frightened Teesia. She should not be afraid, she knew—for Ralen had never brought her anything  but pleasure, even when it came with a bit of pain—and yet, the notion took her aback. Both Ralen’s cock and Laene’s?  Ralen’s was so powerful that sometimes it seemed amazing to her that she could take

his alone.

“Come to me, vixen,” he said, looking as  if he saw her  mixed emotions. “Lie  down

with me.”

She went to the bed as instructed, joining Ralen there,  letting his big, masculine body curve around hers. His breath warmed  her ear as he spoke low and potent. “Do not fear it. You shall relish it.”

When he drew back, locking his dark gaze  on hers, she asked the question that

burned in her mind. “Is that a command?”

“It’s a promise.” With  that, he kissed her, one large hand closing possessively  over  her breast, the other snaking around her waist to wrench her to him so that his shaft  nestled hard against her clit, stretching prominently upward between them.

“Oh Ares, I crave your cock,” she purred without  planning, then opened her eyes to  find his twinkling with pleasure. Their faces  were not an inch apart. “But another?” she  whispered, lips trembling. She didn’t want to  hurt Laene’s feelings—the memory of his  touches and kisses still burned hot in her mind—yet her trepidation stayed in place.

“Yes, vixen, another.” Her husband’s voice came as warm and dark as the chocolate  he’d given her days ago. “Trust me.”

Her husband was asking for her trust. Seeking her faith. Not simply ordering her to  do something.

Perhaps it
 
was
 
still an order and she was hearing  it wrongly, or perhaps she read  too much into his voice, but she  couldn’t help  feeling that he wanted her to  enter into this freely, believing in him to bring her only pleasure.

And so she did, for how could she not?

With the simple decision, everything inside  Teesia seemed to open—her mind, her  body—and all worries dissipated. “Oh Ralen, I do. I trust you.”

His small, warm smile was her reward.

And it was only after Ralen resumed his hot, deep kisses, only after she  was so  consumed by them that she’d nearly forgotten what was to happen…that she felt new  hands, touching her from behind. Laene’s hands.

One caressed her bare hip and slid smoothly up her side as the other warmly began  to massage her shoulder, then her neck. As Ralen pulled her leg up, urging her knee

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over his waist, he reached to stroke the round flesh of her ass as Laene’s palm moved  around to cup her breast, the nipple fitting neatly between his first two fingers.

When Ralen’s fingertips dipped down into  her pussy from behind, she moaned at  the raw pleasure. And when Laene’s kiss pressed soft on her shoulder, his cock coming  to rest in the crevice of her ass, jutting up  into the root of her tail, she knew, that  quickly, that she was lost to  the  overpowering delights the two  men would deliver. So  she gave herself into it, body and soul. No  more thoughts—only actions, only sensation.

Instinct led her to kiss her way down her husband’s broad chest and stomach until  she was able to flick the tip of her tongue over his majestic cock. She  smiled up  at Ralen,  and when Laene’s hands came into her hair, holding the tresses back so they could both watch her, she shifted her gaze to him, utterly unafraid now. Already, as Ralen had  promised, relishing it.

She took her husband’s shaft full  in her mouth, as deeply as her throat would allow.

She wanted to fuck him that way as well as she could, and delighted in the  groans heissued from  above. “Yes, sweet vixen,” he  said darkly, “suck your master’s cock.”

She worked vigorously, looking up at both  men from  time to time, making sure they watched her, for she wanted their eyes  on her, wanted them  to see how much joy she took in her task. She’d grown more skilled with sucking him in the past days andhoped he could feel that as well as see it.

The awareness of Laene’s shaft, jutting into  her shoulder as she slid her lips up and down Ralen’s length,  filled her with an unexpected longing that took  over much quicker than she could have imagined. So, after smiling up at her husband, she turned in the bed to face her other companion and didn’t hesitate to lick a long, wet path from the base of Laene’s rod to the tip.

As Laene moaned deeply, Ralen murmured,  “Ares, vixen, you are lovely.” Now her husband’s hands sank into her hair, pulling  it back, massaging her scalp, a sensation that added shockingly to her arousal.

She took Laene’s warm  cock in  hand, gently licking the  tip,  taking the bit of wetnessgathered there onto her tongue. She sought  Ralen’s gaze, her desire blazing, until he said, “Yes, Teesia, suck him, too.”

The command from her husband drove her mouth down around the other  man’s rod. Pleasantly large without being nearly as sizable as  Ralen’s,  it was a  much easier fit in her mouth. But she didn’t attempt to take  as much as  she could, somehow wanting to

save such efforts for her master. Laene she  sucked easily, delighting even further when Ralen moved down in  the bed with her, curling in close behind  her, kissing her neck, shoulder, caressing her breasts and nudging his cock at her cunt from the back.

She arched her ass to welcome  him and he slid into her  warmth beneath the tail, a

full, tight fit that made  her groan around Laene’s shaft.

Ralen began to move in her, strokes that  matched the ones she delivered with her  mouth, and then his voice came hot in her  ear. “Just as I desired for you, my lovely  wanton, all your holes are filled.”

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Oh Ares, were they! Ralen’s cock moved deep in her pussy, and inside her it pushed up next to the toy that connected  to her tail.  Laene’s cock, sliding into hermouth, completed it, making her feel more  well and  fully fucked than she’d known a woman could.

“Let’s rise to  our knees,” Ralen breathed in  instruction and they all shifted until she  was on her hands and knees between them,  Laene kneeling before her, Ralen behind.  He could fuck her deeper that way, she realized, and she experienced the faint wish to see the leather strands  of her tail falling around his cock, where it entered her just beneath.

As Ralen’s thrusts grew harder, so did Laene’s, between her lips. As the men’s groans buffeted her from each end, she moaned around Laene’s cock, lost in the purepleasure of being fucked.

But she wanted more somehow—and yet, how
 
could
 
there be more?

“Fuck my ass,” she pulled away from Laene to plead over her shoulder to her husband. “Please fuck my ass. I want to feel you there.”

A low growl rumbled from him as his fingertips dug slightly into the sensitive flesh of her bottom. “No, vixen.”

“No?” For some reason, just now,  she’d not expected his refusal.

“That’s mine alone, for later, when we’re  by ourselves. This, now, is about filling  you until you forget everything else but being filled.”

She almost told him she
 
had
 
forgotten everything else, but she supposed if she was  still begging, she hadn’t been
 
totally
 
swept away by it all.

“Right now I want to fuck your warm, wet  pussy,” he said, plunging into her,  “while I watch Laene fuck your eager, pretty  mouth, and while I know your filly’s tail  fucks you just as deeply. I want you to feel
 
everything
.”

Just then, his hand  dipped past her hip  and  underneath, his  fingers catching  around her clit and—oh! That, she realized, was the  one more thing she needed so badly, the  one other way she could be fucked. And as  her husband rubbed her there, as she was fucked from the front and behind, the top and the bottom, fucked in every way she  could conceive of, she got truly lost in it,  deeply overwhelmed. Her world was, as Ralen  had desired, about being filled.  Stroked.  Caressed. And now Laene even bent to massage her dangling breasts.

She moved against the two men’s cocks and  hands, met everything they delivered,  hungered for more. She closed her eyes,  gave her body  over to it in a whole new sort of surrender, and felt almost as if  she were  somewhere entirely new, being lifted to a  higher plane. Maybe this was heaven. Ares  knew it was the closest she’d ever come on  earth.

And as Ralen’s hot fingers continued to stroke, stroke, in time with each driving thrust from the two cocks that entered her, she fell. She could  have sworn her body physically toppled as  she released Laene’s  cock in time to scream the pleasure that pounded through her in great, engulfing waves of heat.

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She collapsed to the bed, no longer able to support herself on her weakened arms and legs, but Ralen stayed with her, still inside her,  still thrusting, each hot strokeseeming to stretch her orgasm a little longer.