Page 90 of Mated By Twilight

Tillos pulled on her leg, opening them. Sollit did the same. Parting her thighs. Giving them both access to reach for her and pull the hem of her leggings down, over her butt, to her knees.

“There you go,” Tillos praised, stroking her outer lips. “Let us love you,aevea.”

“Let us adore you,” Sollit agreed, running his finger along her slit.

Their combined hand movements made her writhe as she bit her knuckle, struggling to keep her noises contained. It still seemed wrong to be loud in her pleasure, but it also felt so good that she couldn’t stop the moans and whimpers completely.

Tillos played with her clit. Sollit thrust his fingers inside. Both of them kissed and nipped at her ears between whispering alternatively salacious and loving things. She grabbed onto both of their arms, allowing them to build her orgasm to a soft, long peak that they prolonged by continuing to gently guide her down.

“This… This bonding ceremony thing isn’t just about me, right?” She asked, looking between them.

“Of course, not,” Tillos purred, licking his fingers clean. “We get just as much satisfaction from this as you do.”

“If not a little more,” Sollit agreed, staring hungrily at her pussy.

But no, that wasn’t fair at all.

Before they could get their hands on her again – and she lost the ability to tell them no at all – she got up and turned. They looked surprised but not unwilling to go along as she forced down the twisting nerves burning up in her belly.

Despite that, however, it was surprisingly easy to lower herself to her knees before them, between their legs. One hand on each of their thighs. Maybe it was easier because this wasn’t about her, and servicing her husband was something she’d always been told was right and natural, but she was eager as she reached first for the hem on Tillos’ pants, then Sollit’s.

They gave her such sweet, indulgent smiles, it warmed her from the inside as they worked their pants off. When they sat back again, they were closer together, making it easier for her to grab both their cocks, stroking them slowly. Her mouth already watered as she looked between them, trying to decide who to taste.

A bead of precum appeared at the head of Tillos’ first, so that’s what she went for. Eagerly closing her mouth around the pointed head. It wasn’t rounded like she would expect, but almost more teardrop shaped.

The familiar taste made her hum in delight as she suckled him eagerly, head bobbing gently up and down, encouraged by his long groan.

But then she felt the warmth of Sollit’s precum dripping down her fingers, and she had to switch, eagerly licking up the trail before taking his head and sucking. Her tongue played at the hole, making Sollit hiss, his body tensing.

She paused then, looking up at him. Concerned. But his expression was heated, full of approval, and when she tentatively did it again, his eyes rolled back, and he groaned as well.

She sucked him clean before switching back to Tillos, cleaning his precum before it could drip down, not wanting to waste even a single drop.

When she came back to Sollit again, an adventurous, determined streak, completely unfamiliar to her, made her come up higher on the couch. Bracing against their thighs. She took a deep breath, then shoved her head down.

The ridges around his cock that felt so good inside her pussy were rough on her throat. Her eyes watered as pain flared.She choked, unable to stop herself from yanking herself back. Coughing, saliva stringing between her lips and his head, gasping like she’d run too fast, she sputtered and her eyes watered.

“Leah?” Tillos said gently, touching her head. “Are you-”

Before he could finish the sentence, still determined despite how badly that had gone, she turned, shoving Tillos’ cock into her mouth, pushing past the ring of her throat. It was no less shocking to her system the second time, but she was more ready for it.

Tillos groaned, fingers tensing in her scalp as she rapidly stroked Sollit. It was easier to resist immediately jerking back this time, but she could only stay down a couple seconds before she had to rip herself free, gasping like she’d just broke through the surface of the water. Tears were trickling down her cheeks. Her throat already ached, but she wanted to try again.

“Easy,aevea,” Sollit purred, taking her by the chin, stopping her when she nearly impaled herself on his cock again. She was afraid he was about to stop her, and shewantedto do this. But before she could insist, he began purring.

The soft, rumbling sound immediately calmed her and the pain in her throat. Even if she wanted to be frustrated by her inability to do this, she couldn’t be.

Leah fully expected them to stop her. To declare that she wasn’t ready for this, but, to her delight, that’s not what happened.

Still purring, keeping her relaxed, Sollit directed her head over his cock. Her mouth was still hanging open, drool trickling down. It hit his already shiny, sloppy head and trailed down as he lowered her mouth over him. He groaned as he entered hermouth, pushing deeper. To the back of her mouth, then past it, into her throat.

There was a hint of a desire to pull back, a reflex that still remained despite his purr, but it was easy to ignore. Especially feeling the rumble in his chest transmitted directly up through his cock, into her mouth.

But it was easier to ignore now. To let herself relax as Sollit bobbed her head up and down and she closed her mouth around the ridges. They kept popping in and out, keeping her from sucking, but Sollit didn’t appear to mind as he groaned, moving her head up and down, getting just a bit deeper each time.

Until he popped her off his cock entirely, passing her head to Tillos, who took hold of her, both hands on the sides of her head. She barely had a chance to miss Sollit’s cock before Tillos was there, fucking right into her mouth, down, down…

Her throat was so full. So stuffed. Tillos was purring now too, so she didn’t lose that marvelous relaxation as he fucked her face.