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Delilah arched between them, her hands sliding to their chests, finding her anchorage in the storm of desire that rose between the three of them, the heat and weight of her hand sending a current through him. Her touch seared deeply into his flesh, as if imprinting herself upon him, and from Agrel’s sharp intake of breath, he knew that his ahaku was sharing the same experience and feeling. He shivered as her fingers fluttered against him, caressing the very small and very fine down covering his chest—their chests, for Agrel’s low hiss betrayed his own pleasure—her fingertips teasing the longer feathers along his collar.

Gehj growled softly with the pleasure of it and his achingly erect cock suddenly did something it never did. It twisted in the air as if trying to grasp something and he gasped as a strong tugging sensation in its root tripped a string pleasure through him with its movement. He was ready to breed already.

Burying his face in her neck, he inhaled her ripe scent as his right hand, which had been resting against her belly while he helped support her weight with his left, slid down. Mindful of his claws, he followed the blessed path of unbelievably soft skin until he reached a small pelt of fur soaked heavily her in sweetness. He could taste it sharply within his mouth themoment his fingers stirred the curls. Agrel stroked her thigh as he watched, and a shiver noticeably rocked his ahaku.

“You are so very soft,swiya,” the male hissed.

The word used for one’s beloved mate fell sweetly from his tongue and it sparked something with Gehj, his hunger climbing for the claim.Swiya—heart’s fire—he understood now why that was the love name given to females. He felt as if he was about to be set ablaze, burning within the rising mating flames that bathed him low in his belly.

Gehj’s fingers combed through her curls only briefly before sinking deeper to where her warmth beckoned him. Wet heat bathed his fingers, and his need twisted frantically within him as he felt the first sparks of his mating fire climb higher through him.

Not too soon, he reminded himself. She needed to be well prepared, and her body filled with his seed before he could give into his fires or else he risked injuring her. Even at Atlavan could be injured by the fire of another, he did not wish to think of what it could do to a soft human.

So he petted her sex, enjoying the way her belly quivered, and her hips began to rock in response, or the way her breath caught in a little hiss and her hips jerked when he discovered the sensitive pleasure center at the top of her sex. The little bud of flesh was a delight to play with. He rubbed his first and middle finger on either side of it, enjoying the way she panted and the choked little sounds she made when he squeezed and tugged on it. Atlavan females did not have such a thing on the outside of their bodies, which made their pleasure harder to rouse. But his little human seemed made for pleasure from her mates. Her sex gushed its sweet rewards as his fingers plucked the bud like a string or when he flicked it with the side of his claw.

Agrel groaned and his lowered from her other side, his long tongue snaking out from between his lips to dive into her sex asGehj rolled her bud between his fingers. Delilah’s hips shot up with a sharp cry that she immediately smothered with her fist as she quickly brought it to her mouth. He purred, delighted by her responsiveness.

Since Agrel was greedily plunging his tongue into her sex, Gehj turned his head toward her breasts. They had a weight to them of a female who had nursed a fledgling, her brown nipples stood up from their softness in taut peaks. Trilling softly, he lowered his head to her breast, his tongue snaking out to curl around the bud. He tugged on it with his tongue as Agrel moved forward with a growl, pressing his tongue deeper so that Delilah moaned in a sharp, broken gasp. Gehj lowered his head, closing his mouth around her nipple. He sucked on her breast, his tongue working the nipple with his mouth as his fingers continued to tease the bud between her thighs so that she writhed, her body dancing on the bed where she lay between them, her nectar releasing with her little cries of pleasure.

Pleasure tightened from the root of his cock, sending pulses of pleasure rocking through him, but he startled when a tight glove of heat enclosed around it, squeezing as it slowly slid up his length. Her hand. He shivered, his breath escaping him in a sharp growl, the pleasure encompassing him. Gehj’s hips moved at counterpoint, thrusting as her hand began its descent again. His desire consumed him so that he sucked eagerly upon her, his fingers dancing and strumming sex until she shrieked and gushed her pleasure onto his tongue, bathing his mouth and face with her scent. His ahaku’s excited growl stirred his own eagerness, his cock pulsing and twisting instinctively within her grip, seeking its hold.

“Kiss me, please,” she whispered, and his eyes snapped to her face in confusion.

He lifted his mouth from her breast and frowned in confusion. “I do not understand.”

She giggled sweetly, her eyes dancing at him from her face flushed with her pleasure. “Press your lips to mine and I will show you,” she teased.

Curious, he lifted his mouth and placed it against hers. Her lips moved beneath his and his eyes widened at the curious little sparks of warmth that sprung between them. He gasped in response, only to feel the tap of her tongue on his bottom lip seconds before it darted ever so briefly into his mouth, igniting him dangerously as his passion broke free to roar through him. His hand left her sex to cup the back of her head so that she could not escape him as he followed her retreating tongue back between her lips. Her tongue was small and soft, perhaps a third of the length of an Atlavan tongue, and less tapered. She would not be able to move her tongue like he could move his, but that was part of the fun.

His tongue plunged between her lips so that he swallowed her gasp as his lips fed hungrily from hers. His hand left her head and drop between her thighs once more until Agrel growled his impatience as he rose from his place, his tongue withdrawing from her cunt.

“I wish to have this kiss,” his ahaku purred as the male climbed his way back up her body.

Gehj stared into the male’s green eyes as he devoured her mouth, sharing his excitement with the other male until he finally pulled his mouth away so that Agrel could turn her head toward him and claim her lips, feasting upon her until Gehj’s patience came to an end. Back and forth, they traded turns, kissing her as their wings fanned over her, their feathers caressing her body. Her hands were closed around their cocks, squeezing them as she stroked them, and they rocked into her fists so that their bodies writhed together on the nest.

Unable to wait a moment longer, Gehj left her cunt and curled a hand on her hip. Gripping her firmly, he turned herbody to face him and shivered from the brush of her breasts against his chest and the softness of her belly against his abs. He had to bend down more to continue to kiss her as he adjusted their position, but it was well worth it, even if their new angle forced her to surrender her grip on their cocks. Her hands went to his chest and her fingers splayed against the muscle she leaned into him, her little moans muffled by their kisses.

His cock twisted between them, seeking her entrance, and Gehj drew her leg over his hip so that the tip of his slid against her sopping slit. Pleasure slammed through him as his cock immediately twisted upward, driving into the hot grasp of her cunt so quickly that his entire body shuddered as her hips rocked and the tight clench of her channel squeezed rapturously with her loud moan. He withdrew slightly and plunged again experimentally, and each time he felt a jolt of pleasure strike the point behind his seed sack. He angled his hips in response so that he could press deeper as he began to shuttle in and out of her cunt’s clenching grip.

He was aware of Agrel’s weight shifting behind her as he got into position, and excitement curled brighter and hotter within Gehj’s belly. This was it. They were to step off the precipice to discover together the genuine pleasures of breeding that had only been shared in hushed conversation but of which they had been incapable of experiencing until now.

The slide of his ahaku’s cock against the root of his made Gehj tremble. The thick tapered head tapped his shaft before pressing in an upward glide as it, too, pushed its way into their mate’s soft little body. She cried out, her body tightening with shock as if she had not expected them to both fill her. Her cunt clenched and spasmed in a way that made his eyes roll with pleasure even as his seed threatened its release. He pushed back the sensation, needing to extend it a little longer to achieve the true unity. Her little body was alternately trying to force themout and draw them deeper within as she whimpered between them. As if held with a silent, mutual agreement, neither he nor Agrel moved. They waited until the tension slowly melted from her and her body softened, welcoming a deeper, more thorough invasion.

“Do you want more?” Agrel rasped, and she nodded as two strangled words escaped from between her lips.

“Gods yes.”

Agrel grunted deeply and drew back minutely before thrusting deep. Shuddering with the flames climbing at a dangerous speed through him, Gehj began to thrust in tandem, his breath panting from his as their female moaned and cried out, her sex gushing her pleasure as she was skewered repeatedly on their plunging, writhing cocks.

And then it finally happened. Their cocks twisted within her channel and twined around each other, rubbing with such exquisite sensation as they latched together that Gehj snarled as little sparks of flame snapped up from the feather tips of his free wing. He fanned his wing instinctively as their cocks gripped and rubbed against each other. Sap spilled from their tips for the first time, and they moaned, their mouths pressing kisses to their mate as she panted and whimpered between them. The sap was hitting her system, sparking their flame within her even as their own exchanged essence worked on the both of them. It was the highest bliss for a female and her ahaku males, and he felt her cunt convulse around them as the full strength of it hit them. It hit him like the force of a tide or a sharp gust of wind coming down a sheer cliff-side.

Gehj’s wings shot out wide as he shrieked in unison with Agrel. They were in a shared freefall of bliss as compounding sensations culminated together, drawing them higher and higher into ecstasy as their bodies continue to pump thick sap into her with every rapturous pulse of her cunt suckingdesperately around him with its every squeeze. Delilah screamed then, her cry of pleasure finally declaring her readiness for their seed.

With their free wings beating the air around her, the feather tips skimming her skin, they began to thrust together. Their cocks rubbed together in their embrace with every thrust, releasing more and more of their sap until all three of them were delirious, their bodies writhing together, the wet sound of slapping from their rut filling the musk-laced air. Gehj grunted as he felt the pleasure building behind the root of his cock, the pressure that sent a tingle of pleasurable warning to his back. That pleasure expanded in a flaming crescendo, and he shrieked again, his voice layering with Agrel’s own scream as their hot release ejected from them in stream after stream. Their cocks writhed together with the release, jerking and spasming, triggering their mate’s sweet release, their cries rising together as their flames ignited around them and her cunt greedily drank their offering in.

Mated. In the embrace of the inferno, they were mated and one, their fires bleeding together, feeding each other, becoming one fire.

They were one.