Page 80 of Habibi: Always and Forever

Keeping his wings spread wide at his back, Tor laid exactly as his fated demanded.

He was such a slip of a thing compared to Tor.

Even in his base size, he was small and lean.

But oh, was his fated one fiercely demanding, knowing exactly what he wanted and needed.

The drakonid was more than happy to give his little bee everything his heart could desire.

So, when he told the ancient, powerful pack leader to get on his back, Tor got on his back.

“I’m going to take them both together.” Cin aligned his front hole against Tor’s top cock, leaving a trail of wetness in his wake.

“I don’t have lube for your back hole, Cin.”

“Don’t need it.” Cin smirked at him, gaze wicked and full of heat.

Fuck . Tor’s stomach twitched with lust, dizziness washing over him with the need to be buried inside the fae. “Jascinto…we haven’t-”

“Hush. I can take it.” Cin spread his own fluid and Tor’s pre-cum along both of his cocks, wetting the smoother scales and driving Tor wild at the same time. “Hold them together for me.”

Tor rumbled, reaching to grasp his shafts. They pulsed in his hand, their knots aching painfully to expand. The drakonid settled his free hand on Cin’s hip, as the fae’s wings fluttered at his back, keeping him balanced and lifting his knees off the ground so Cin could lower himself onto Tor.

Cin grunted as both heads breached his front hole. The fit was tight, but Tor knew that Cin made it tight on purpose. He could change the size of any body part he wished, so any struggle was intentional.

“Take me, Jascinto.”

“Fuck’s above, that’s good.” Cin batted Tor’s hand out of the way, dropping down completely in Tor’s lap now, both cocks warmly encased inside his front hole.

“Cin…fuck…you’re so hot and wet, little one.

” Both hands free, he wrapped them around the fae’s waist. They engulfed the fae, thumbs pressing over his lower stomach and feeling the shift of his own dicks underneath the skin.

Tor whimpered, then growled as he pushed his hips up to grind himself deeper into the fae’s body.

“You take them both so well, Jascinto. Such a good boy.”

Cin moaned, head falling back as he swiveled his hips. “Your scales feel so fucking good on my dick.”

Tor laid his palm on top of the small cock, keeping his talons away from his mate’s skin. He covered the swollen flesh, pressing Cin’s cock harder against the soft scales of his pelvis. “Take your pleasure from me, Jascinto.”

* * *

CIN

Shuddering at the delicious scrape of Tor’s scales on the underside of his dick, the fae leaned forward over his mate, bracing one hand on the moss beside his shoulder, the other against his large chest. The angle pressed Tor’s cocks forward, too.

Their heads bumped against the sensitive spot inside when he used his new leverage to pull off and forced himself back down.

“Ohh.” Cin moaned, eyes pinched shut at the pleasure sweeping through him. Clenching his front hole, he bounced on his mate’s shafts, loving the obscene sound they made as they smacked together, the incredible stretch that Cin forced by keeping himself just tight enough.

“Fuck yes, little bee,” Tor’s chest vibrated as the drakonid dipped his head down, his long tongue furling out to lap at Cin’s lips.

Opening for his mate, Cin sucked on the appendage, letting it swirl around his tongue, dipping deep into his mouth until he choked on it, his muscles seizing tight on Tor’s cocks in response.

“Can you come for me, little one? I want to feel you let go around me.”

Tor used the hand on his hip to speed up Cin’s movements, encouraging his rapidly approaching orgasm. Fuck, he was already so sensitive from coming once, they both knew it wouldn’t take long for him to go over that edge a second time.

“I need more. I want your knots.” Cin grunted with effort, wings fluttering to keep up the pace their bodies demanded. “Both. Now.”

“Are you sure, Jascinto?” Tor squeezed his hip, slowing their hips to soft rolls and deep grinds.

“I trust my body to make you fit, mate.” Cin snipped at him, muscles twitching.

Tor grunted in response, brows furrowed in pleasure and concentration. Moving with ease, he sat up, sharp teeth rasping along Cin’s jaw as he moved them.

“Watch your wings, my fated.” He lift Cin and turned them, placing the fae on his side in the soft moss.

The plants instantly reached for Cin, recognizing his magic.

The flora caressing him tickled as it connected with his skin, enhancing every other sensation.

Keeping his wings from getting crushed, Cin relaxed against the ground.

Tor lifted his top leg, bending it at the knee and pressing it toward his upper body. “Perfect.” Tor’s taloned fingers gently swiped through Cin’s wet hole, stroking his small cock for a moment before pulling away.

Cin groaned, finding no way to arch his hips in his current position. “I need your knots, Tor, not your teasing.”

“So bossy, little one.” Tor chuckled softly, straddling the fae’s leg lying flat on the ground, his cock heads sliding along Tor’s hole, bumping at his own shaft and glancing along his slippery thighs.

"You like me bossy.” Cin commented around a gasp as both of Tor’s cocks slide inside of his hole. “Motherfuckface that’s so deep.” A shudder ran down his spine, Tor pressing his hips hard against the fae’s body, connecting them as deeply as he could.

“I could fuck you like this for hours.” The drakonid dropped his body, forearms resting above Cin’s head, his face bent to lick at the fae’s neck as his hips pounded against Cin at a rapid pace.

Surrounded by the large bulk of his mate’s half shift with the scents of the forest in his nose, the fae lost himself to the rhythm and pleasure taking over his body.

The pair collided together again and again.

Deep, hard, aching thrusts of Tor’s double cocks battering for space inside Cin pushed him into orgasm after just a few minutes.

Yelling his pleasure to the treetops, his release soaked the mossy ground, slicking the way for Tor to shove his knots.

“Tor, I’m ready.” Cin panted, hand reached out to grasp the drakonid’s arm propped near his face. “Knot me. Fill me.”

Tor snarled, chest rumbling where it pressed against Cin’s side.

His mate was frantic in his movements, untethered in his desire to fill the fae.

The fae knew that if Tor had his way, he would spend hours leisurely thrusting in and out of any of his holes, making Cin come until he was delirious and then doing it all over again.

But the fae was impatient for his mate’s knots and always would be.

The way they pressed inside his body was like nothing he’d ever felt before, and Cin craved that feeling.

Cin squeezed his inner muscles, pulling on his magic to shrink his anatomy just a hair in an effort to keep the scaled cocks inside and set his mate off all at the same time.

“Not fair.” Tor repeated Cin’s earlier words, his voice low and possessive. The animal growl caused goosebumps to erupt over Cin’s body. Tor shook as he flattened his hips to Cin’s backside, stimulating them both as his knots started to inflate.

The fae chuckled slightly at his mate’s pouting tone.

He turned his head to place kisses along the scaled jaw, licking at his lips to gain entrance and tangle their tongues together.

Tor moaned deep, the beast of his drakonid ringing through the air as his knots finished swelling, locking them together.

“Fuck,” Tor grunted, face scrunched with pleasure as Cin felt the dual knotted cocks twitching and spurting the drakonid’s massive amount of cum inside the fae’s body.

“Tor. Alpha.” Releasing his mate’s arm, Cin squeezed his hand between the ground and his bent leg, grasping his throbbing dick and jerking it fast. The knots shifted with his movements, pressing against the spot inside of him that made him come, and with a well-placed twist of his hand, the fae fell over the edge of orgasm for the third time.

“Yes, Jascinto. So beautiful, come all over me, little bee.”

* * *

TOR

Having shifted to lie on his side beside his fated one, the drakonid’s chest vibrated in deep contentment as he snuffled along Cin’s throat.

The fae always smelled like the two of them, their magic and souls combined, but the scent was heavy and intoxicating just after their bodies had joined as one.

The peace and happiness they shared radiated inside his head.

Cin kept his abdomen tight so it stretched with Tor’s seed, knots held fast and tight in his front hole. The forest around them was still quiet, but Tor watched as tiny flowers sprouted in the moss where Cin rested one of his hands, the other caressing his bloated and distended stomach.

"I can’t believe you woke me from my nap. I was bonding with the the Wild Varnzol Barleaf." The fae complained.

Tor chuckled, licking along the golden scar where he bit the fate to bond them, causing a shudder to run down the fae’s spine at his attention. "You are just too tempting, Jascinto."

"You're lucky no one else was in the garden! One of my best friends would have joined in and the other would have been traumatized."

“I assure you I’m not so unobservant to have ignored the presence of anyone else. I spoke with Hacken as he left, and no one else was around.” Tor reassured him.

"Well...it is hard to resist my ass, so I won’t blame you too much.

.."Cin let out a sigh, flowers growing to caress his swollen stomach. The sight of his distended belly made Tor feel feral, a deep instinctive need to fuck his fated with even more of his seed. Even with the amount of cum Tor had pumped inside Cin, there was no chance of accidental pregnancy, and his little bee had decided he wasn’t even ready to discuss the idea yet.

The drakonid didn’t mind, blissfully happy with living his life with his fated at his side and their pack at their back.

Tor tickled his fingers under Cin’s armpits, making the fae squirm and squawk at the sensation. Tor’s knots tugged, making the pair gasp in pleasure. When the fae squeezed his muscles in response to the movement, Tor groaned his way through another small orgasm.

"Shit," Cin palmed at his stomach with both hands, the skin pink with its stretch. As Tor spurted from both cocks, he felt the pull on his bond as Cin’s magic tingled, stretching him a little more with the added seed. “How big do you think I can stretch?! Fuck, Nock.”

“My work is done for the day. Should we put it to a test and find out?” Tor spoke low against his ear, rotating his hips in small turns to stimulate them. Cin whimpered as the knots rubbed and pressed against his most sensitive spots.

“You made me hard again.” Reaching past his belly, Cin grasped his no-doubt sensitive cock, as Tor kept his motions subtle and soft. “Don’t stop, I need to come.” Cin panted against the moss, pleasure bouncing back and forth through their bond as he squirmed on Tor’s knots.

“Jascinto.” Tor rumbled, bringing a taloned hand up to palm and pinch at Cin’s barely-there tits, nipples red and swollen under his touch. They rocked together, hands grasping, mouths open, as they moaned into the quiet forest.

The pleasure of their bodies melded into one as they came together again, their bond strong and filled with their love.