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Theo

I can’t imagine why I thought this was a good idea, but I’m also not sure why we hav en’t done it before.

It was something about the way Ben looked playing drums tonight, and the way Annie brought that damn tail out in the car—it pushed me over an edge I didn’t even know existed.

I’m still being careful about Annie and I having too much contact.

I’m still keeping a lid on my feelings. I’m still doing what I can to hold Annoth at bay. But tonight, it’s purely physical.

Tonight, I need them both the same way I need air or water.

The last few weeks of only having Ben, or only watching the two of them together, it’s left me parched, dry, gasping.

I need to breathe them in, drink my fill, suffocate between their bodies, and let them wash over me–drown me, even.

This desperation has been burning me from the inside out, and tonight I intend to douse that flame.

I guess that’s why I felt like it was a good idea to give Annie the instructions I did.

Watching her come on Ben’s fingers and tongue though, I can barely breathe, let alone second-guess myself.

Fuck , she’s so gorgeous when she gets off–her face flushed and her tits pressed between her arms, her mouth making that little O-shape.

Not to mention the fucking noises she makes.

I could probably come just listening to her come.

Another time, maybe. Ben gasps for air as she folds forward, shadows swirling around her body, tail lashing behind her.

I catch her by the shoulders and push her back, then lift her chin with one hand.

“Annie, look at me. ”

Her eyes snap open. No blackness. No demon.

God, I want to kiss her so fucking badly, and I think she senses it because she puts a hand on my chest and uses me to straighten herself up.

Then, she reaches down and grabs the back of Ben’s legs, lifting them so he can settle his heels on the edge of the mattress.

I grab his hips and slide him closer to me, grinning at her while she watches me tease him with the tip of my cock.

He’s still gripping her thighs tight, and I can tell how hard he’s fighting the urge to speak.

As soon as I start to touch him, his breathing becomes labored, and Annie’s does too.

She’s leaning over, bracing her hands on the mattress beside his legs, watching while I use my fingers on him first.

“Does he feel good, Ben?” she murmurs, circling her hand around his cock.

“ Fuck , yes,” he moans, “but I–” He somehow manages to stop himself, and Annie lets out a soft laugh.

“Are you ready for Theo to fuck you now?” she asks, and he answers by jerking her back down and burying his tongue inside her again.

She lets out a sweet little gasp and lowers her mouth to the tip of his cock, catching the drops of precum on her tongue and then running it down his shaft.

I wait patiently, drinking in the sound of their soft moans, until she looks up at me and nods, then I hold my breath and plunge my cock into Ben.

“Fuck!” His voice is muffled by Annie still sitting on his face, but his reaction also probably has something to do with the fact that she took his cock all the way to the back of her throat at the same time I entered him.

His entire body strains now, every muscle taut and tense, but his legs drop open further and his hips tilt, taking me deeper.

I can’t help but let out a gasp of my own, and plant one hand on his hip for leverage, then pull out slowly and thrust into him again, setting a pace that he mirrors on Annie with his fingers.

She whimpers as he works her back up, teasing her clit with his tongue.

S he pulls his cock out of her mouth just long enough to moan, “Ben…Ben, that feels so fucking good!”

I think he might be close to his limit, judging by the way his body is twitching and the sounds coming from between Annie’s legs, so I reach down and seize a handful of her hair.

“I want to see you come again, sweetheart,” I say, “and I want to hear it this time.” She wastes no time in bringing the tip of her tail around and running her hand over it, changing the shape, then swinging it back behind her.

“Oh, hell yes, Annie,” Ben whispers, and he puts his hand around the tip of her tail, helping guide it inside her pussy.

I can’t imagine how good the view is from his angle, because his eyes grow even wider as he watches her fuck herself, while still keeping her mouth around his cock.

After a minute, he shakes himself from the hypnosis and starts sucking her clit, which sends her right over the edge again.

She releases his cock and practically screams both our names when she comes.

I’m still fucking Ben, but watching the two of them like this only pushes me closer and closer, so I reach out and seize Annie by the throat again.

I’m not nearly as gentle this time, squeezing another loud cry from her as the second orgasm rocks her body.

“Fuck, Annie, you’re doing so well. You’re being such a good girl,” I tell her.

“I can’t believe how fucking beautiful you are when he makes you come, but I need one more from you.

One more. Can you do that for me, sweetheart?

” She keeps her eyes shut and nods, then her fingers close around my wrist as she shudders one last time and goes slightly limp.

Ben continues groaning beneath me, so I push him harder, my thrusts becoming rougher and more insistent.

“Do you remember what else I need from you?” I ask breathlessly.

“Yes,” Annie whispers, her voice hoarse.

“Ben, my love, you will want to watch this.” She opens her eyes and the devious little sparkle returns as she swings her tail back around and takes the tip between her hands.

I keep a tight grip on her throat and watch as she reshapes it into a d elicate, blunt taper, about the width of her thumb.

Then, she reaches over and grabs the bottle of lube from the bed.

I slow my pace and Ben lets out a long breath, tilting his chin down to see what Annie is doing.

“Oh, Theo…” he murmurs, and our eyes meet. I give him a wide smile, as well as another hard thrust, and he drops his head with a moan. Once Annie’s tail is ready, she wraps it around my hips and slides over my tailbone.

“Breathe, Theo,” she says softly, gripping my wrist with my hand still around her throat.

I can’t look at her, can’t let myself feel too much, so I look down at Ben instead, holding his gaze as the tip of Annie’s tail teases and prods for a moment, then slides inside me.

I groan, release her throat, and fall forward so my head presses into Ben’s ribs.

I never imagined anything could feel this fucking good.

Being inside him, having her inside me. It’s ecstasy.

Pure fucking ecstasy that I’ll never recover from.

“Is this alright, love?” Annie asks gently, brushing her fingers against my cheek.

“Yes,” I gasp. “God, yes. Don’t stop.” She moves her tail gently, slowly, a little at a time until I’ve adjusted, and I can resume my own movements, which send Ben into a spiral.

He moans my name over and over again, grabbing onto my arms as his back arches.

I can tell he’s about to come, so I wrench myself free from his grasp and straighten up, trying not to fall apart myself.

“One more, sweet Annie,” I tell her, then I grab her hair and guide her head down again so she can suck Ben’s cock.

He puts his arms back around her thighs and resumes eating her out, then everything around me dissolves into a haze of moans and screams, jerking bodies, and bruising fingers digging into sweat-soaked flesh.

Ben comes first, his entire body almost lifting off the mattress as I slam my cock into him one more time and let myself go, reaching back to grip Annie’s tail, keeping it inside me.

He uses her thighs as leverage to slide himself back and forth on top of the sheets, pulling every last drop from my cock.

Annie suddenly comes too and collapses into me, our mouths somehow colliding through the fog.

The salty remnants of Ben’s cum tinge her kiss, but it looks like she spilled the rest of it onto his stomach.

Her tail stays inside me for a moment longer as the orgasm works its way through my body, clenching every muscle in turn, then she withdraws.

I pull out of Ben too, then collapse beside him on the bed.

Breaths coming in tiny bursts edged with moans, Annie shuffles backwards and falls above our heads.

Ben’s chest is heaving and I put my hand over his racing heart.

He grabs it and brings each of my fingers to his lips in turn, then reaches behind my neck and pulls me in for a kiss that tastes entirely like Annie’s sweet pussy.

“That was…” he gasps, “that was just…”

Giggling, Annie inches down to drape her arm across his chest. “I do not think you were given permission to speak again,” she teases, and he pulls her into an upside down kiss.

“Well, then it’s a good thing you fucked the words right out of my mouth,” he says hoarsely when they break apart. He collapses back onto the mattress and closes his eyes, so I tilt my head back to look at Annie. She meets my gaze and gives me a sweet, if exhausted, smile.

No demon. Just my Annie.

Careful to keep my actual emotions under lock and key, I dare one more kiss, threading my fingers through her hair—my thirst for both of them completely and utterly quenched.