Page 91 of Mated By Twilight

Her pussy clenched, empty and yearning in contrast. When she came up again, Tillos letting her have a breath, her hips wiggled. Searching for relief.

Tillos chuckled as he passed her head off to Sollit. He stood, helping to move her only onto Sollit’s lap as he began bobbing her head up and down on his shaft.

Leah couldn’t see him, but she was hyperaware of him as he moved around, grabbing her hips, and lifting her up. Getting her into the position he needed to line his cock up with her entrance. He rubbed the head against the outside, spreading her slick as Sollit slowly fucked her mouth, groaning as he slid down some,making it easier for her to stay on him as Tillos held her up, her knees in the air but her feet trailing on the ground.

She was completely at their mercy, totally limp between them, as they moved her as they desired. She had started this, trying to pleasure them, but she couldn’t do anything about the change. Nor did she really want to.

No thoughts. No shame. No fear. She somehow felt accomplished with each deep thrust of Sollit into her throat. She never wanted this to end.

Sollit pulled her up off his cock, and that wasn’t really what she wanted, but she couldn’t resist as he smiled at her.

“This is our chance to bond,” Sollit intoned softly.

“As the twin gods bonded to the goddess,” Tillos continued, notching his head at her entrance, “we bond you to us.”

“We adore you,” Sollit smiled, wiping away her tears so sweetly.

“We love you,” Tillos stroked her hips.

“We claim you.” Sollit lowered her back to his cock.

“We breed you,” Tillos pierced her, thrusting deep immediately, his pelvis smacking against her ass, filling her from both ends.

They began moving together, alternating who was filling her. Bouncing her back and forth between them, making her legs and arms shake. They were both purring, taking away any pain that might have come from how deep in her throat Sollit was reaching, her nose brushing against the scales of his abdomen each time he plunged deep.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as her first orgasm broke over her. Rushing through her body, stealing any ability thatshe might still have to think. She shook, both of them groaning as her pussy and throat rippled around their cocks – from her orgasm and moans respectively.

But they didn’t come with her. They didn’t stop. They got faster, their grunts and groans turning harsh and desperate as their movements became frantic – yet, somehow, not uncoordinated. They were still perfectly in time as they fucked her between them.

“One more,” Tillos demanded, leaning over. Sliding a hand around, between her legs. Rubbing against her clit, sending sparks spiking through her body. “Give us one more.”

She was helpless but to obey. Her body coiled up, tightening, the tension twisting up in her belly as she desperately chased her release. When it finally hit her, she cried out, the sound muffled from Sollit’s cock, shoved so deep her nose was crushed against his groin. Her thighs tightened, clenching around Tillos’ hand, as her pussy strangled his cock while he was shoved balls deep, his other hand clenching into the meat of her ass.

They filled her from both ends. Sollit so far down her throat, she didn’t even taste his cum as it pumped directly into her belly, while the warmth of Tillos’ spend spread down below.

Their bodies shook. The force of their orgasm sparking through them as they rode the high. Leah was limp and shaking. Her own ecstasy made her dizzy and lightheaded.

Oh, wait, no, that was lack of air to her brain. She couldn’t breathe, but she was drunk on her own pleasure combined with the force of their purrs, and she couldn’t bring herself to be concerned about that or even fight against Sollit.

It wasn’t so bad, really…

Just sitting there, being filled, being claimed, vision going gray, heart pounding desperately-

Tillos grabbed her by the shoulders and jerked her up, freeing her from Sollit’s cock. She gasped, desperately sucking down air. They had both stopped purring, but she still wasn’t afraid. Even though she could now feel her chest burning in its desperation for air, she smiled weakly at Sollit as he gently cupped her face in his hands, giving her a concerned look.

“Are you alright,aevea?”

She hummed, tired but pleased.

Tillos chuckled, pulling her up the rest of the way, sitting back on his knees, with her on his lap, embracing her, keeping his cock inside her.

“Sweet little female,” he praised, stroking her lower belly.

“Let me get something to clean you up,” Sollit smiled, stroking her chin before standing. He grunted, nearly falling and catching himself on the sofa. Tillos stilled as well. Both of them giving him a concerned look as he blinked, looking down at his own legs as though confused himself.

He broke into laughter, giving her a look. “Sucked me weak,aevea.”

She giggled, the sound breathy and soft, as she leaned back into Tillos. He had one of her tits in hand and was massaging it almost thoughtlessly, more focused on kissing her neck.