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Both males chuckled in unison, the sound vibrating against her skin with puffs of warm breath.

Gehj’s tongue disappeared, and he kissed the smooth skin he had been previously lathing.

“Female Atlavans lack wings as well—though we do not know why they aren’t winged, but there are stories.

But if you say that because you think we breed in the air, you would be mistaken,” he teased in a warm voice.

“Our wings are not structured well for long periods of gliding that would be safest for such an activity. Even a feathered animal has the sense to breed safely in a tree or on the ground.”

“Now cease trying to distract us,” Agrel murmured with amusement against her breasts.

The ridge of bone along his nose rubbed against the soft flesh, continuing his torment as he massaged her breasts and teased her nipples.

Suddenly, his teeth delivered a small, stinging nip in feigned punishment that had her drawing in her breath sharply from the pleasure that burst deep within her.

A soft cry escaped her, her body arching against him as the males held her firmly in place between them.

“Patience,” he cooed, and she swallowed back her protest as his tongue immediately slipped from between his lips to curl over her nipple.

Long, silky feathers teased her legs as their tails fanned as the primary feathers of their wings teased with flitting brushes.

Even though they didn’t use their wings for flying during sex, it was clear that they were definitely used.

They dragged over her, flicked her, and sometimes swatted her with little explosions that made her skin jump and pleasure burst behind her eyes even as it plummeted deep into her belly.

Gehj dragged her leg back over his hip, holding her open so his fingers could slip downward and cup her drenched sex.

The sides of his claws spread her open, exposing the entrance of her channel, and Agrel slid down the length of her body.

From behind her, she felt Gehj shift against her as the calm, sweet male she was coming to know disappeared beneath the subtle aggression of his sudden domination over her.

His cock slipped from his sheath, and it brushed against her most sensitive flesh as it slipped forward from behind and pierced her cunt with a hooking motion.

It buried itself within her, rooting around as it slid deeper and deeper.

Gehj hissed and his hips began to move, so that his writhing cock was shuttled back and forth within her channel.

Delilah gasped, her fingers clenching fistfuls of bedding as his cock drove in her with leisurely deep thrusts that seemed to shatter every nerve ending as her need coiled hotter and darker within her.

Gehj’s wing folded over her shoulder, pinning her to his chest, his feathers brushing over her in time to his thrust, but that wasn’t what shattered her.

It was the curl of Agrel’s tongue against her clit.

It dragged against the hyper-sensitive flesh, teasing the little bead exposed by Gehj’s spread fingers.

“That is it, Agrel, taste her and tune her pleasure to yours,” the male behind panted, his hips pumping with hard little snaps that made her see stars.

Agrel grunted in agreement and his mouth closed over it, sucking on it so that her channel clenched and spasmed around the cock thrusting into her.

Gehj’s growl filled her ears, his bread ragged.

Agrel released her clit, his mouth drifting downward as the hard bony ride of his nose pressed against her clit, rubbing it as his tongue slid along her folds before piercing her, his tongue driving into her, wiggling into her, squeezing into the space left by Gehj’s writhing cock.

The male moaned in a low, loud sound from his chest, his hips kicking forward, driving deep into Delilah and against Agrel’s flattened tongue.

Gehj hissed and did it again, his hips bouncing with a frantic, lust-driven motion as he drove into over and over while Agrel’s tongue flattened and caressed from the inside, only to retreat and strike and twist around her clit before driving in again.

Delilah’s thighs shook as pleasure and need coiled and tightened deeper within her belly.

She shivered at the sensation of Agrel’s claws skimming over her mons, belly, and thighs, and the brush of Gehj’s thumb against her clit, rubbing it in circular patterns whenever his ahaku abandoned the nub and gave him the opening.

He tapped it and tweaked it with one hand while his other hand gripped her hip, his wing’s feathers vibrating against her breasts, teasing her nipples with the urgency of his thrusts.

Agrel’s wings and tail feathers fanned wide, his crests rising as he climbed back up her body.

His cock hooked and writhed between them, its dark purple length twisting in ways that revealed the peculiar thread like texture that lifted whenever it bent at an angle.

The thick tapered head was beaded with milky pearls of his desire.

She watched them expand as he adjusted the angle of his hips and his cock disappeared between her thighs seconds before she felt the pressure of it pressing against her cunt, demanding entrance.

It pressed and twisted along the length of Gehj’s cock, burrowing into her slowly as the other male’s thrusts became fever-pitched, his hips slapping against her bottom with the force of his rut.

And still Agrel’s cock pressed forward until it was completely burrowed within her.

It twisted then, and an orgasm tore through her in reaction, the world shattering in white brilliance of pleasure as his cock latched around Gehj’s cock, bringing the male to a jerking halt, driving both cocks so deep that they rubbed and bumped at the mouth of her womb, striking every sensitive pleasure point there as the twitched and writhed together, pumping hot sprays of seed within her.

And then they moved together.

Delilah’s eyes rolled back as their hips rolled, their bodies rocking in tandem, their cocks dragging in and out of her, stretching her with every thrust and retreat.

Agrel’s wingtip teased the back of her thigh with every thrust just below the firm press Gehj’s claws holding her leg open.

She shook as they plunged into her, that tightening, winding sensation condensing in a hot, white ball within her that grew with every plunge of their joined cock, their bodies moving against hers, their hips pressing up in hard bursts that shook all three of them so that their joined cocks filled her faster and harder.

A whimper formed in her throat, and it grew louder and sharper as her pleasure began to unravel in bright lashes that struck through her.

A golden light brightened around them and heat flared over her, consuming her thousands of tendrils spread wide through her core and her orgasm shattered, exploding through her with a fury that made a shriek break from her lips for just a heartbeat before it was smothered by Agrel’s mouth.

He kissed her deep and moaned into her mouth, his body shaking as his seed rose in thick bursts, giving her stream upon stream of his release.

Behind her Gehj hissed, his released triggered by theirs.

He ground against her, his cock pressing deep against the mouth of her womb, straining against the hold of Agrel’s cock in a desperate need to wring out every bit of the pleasure that quaked violently through him.

They writhed together on the bed, the tangled bedding half-falling to the floor until eventually they grew still and merely held each other as their bodies remained conjoined together.

Their seed still pumped into Delilah, sending tiny quakes of pleasure through her, but the urgency was dimming and fading until they just lay peacefully on the bed entwined within each other’s arms, their cocks eventually unwinding and sliding from her body.

Curled between them, she felt warm and safe.

She burrowed deeper, turning toward Gehj to bury her nose in the thick feathers of his collars as exhaustion set in and mingled with a sense of satisfaction.

She was worn out completely… but it was good.

Beneath her cheek, Gehj’s heart beat steady and true, and a smile curled her lips as she felt Agrel fit his big body around her back, his frame curling around hers and his wings cupped over them all.

Beneath his wing, Gehj’s wing curled forward and rested over her shoulder and side in a tender clasp that held her firmly against his heart, their breaths mingling in slumber.

It occurred to her, as sleep slowly claimed her consciousness, how strange it was that they fit so perfectly together.