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I gasp, my fingernails squeezing the tail as pleasure bites through me. G-spot. I think Romulus found it and is massaging my G-spot with such intensity that I—
At the same time, Remus’s cock presses forward between the thin layer of flesh between their two appendages, making it feel sooooo—
I scream and thrash, their hands keeping me up as I give over to the pleasure spiking from my pelvis outward. It feels like a miracle, and my entire body seizes and clenches on both of them.
Chapter Twenty-Five
ROMULUS
I don’t know if this is some once-in-a-lifetime magic. I can’t see her, only the steam and the back wall of the shower.
But oh, gods that I’m suddenly tempted to believe in, I can feel her. It’s so intimate with her grasping my tail like that with such need. I never imagined a tail could feel like a—
I’d swear I was fucking her, except with the most dexterous cock, and when I close my eyes, I can feel every bit inside her, especially the tiny bulbous, bubble-like spot deep in her center. When I rub and press on it, she clenches her inner muscles at the same time, and her nails dig into the outer length of my tail.
Feeling her go wild, losing herself to pleasure while impaled between us, is the single most glorious moment of my life. Beyond battle glory, beyond any successful scheme, waking to find her grasping my tail and tugging me into her sacred place is the single most cherished memory I’ll ever care about. This alone I want to hold on to. Forever.
I feel my shared spine with Remus go stiff, and then pleasure rocks us both. It is both my body and not. I can control nothing except our tail, but I don’t care. I’m awake, and I feel the echoes of my brother’s pleasure as his cock releases its gush.
The adrenaline of pleasure lights up my own brain centers, and together, the three of us quake and drip and clench around one another. The shower spray continues as if it will wash away all our secrets.
And then, when I blink next, I realize I am now looking at the back of my beloved Lo-Ren’s head, and my cock is still stiff, though spent and dripping, embedded in her dark anus. I shudder, one last small gush of pleasure spurting out as Lo-Ren clenches again around my cock. My cock now.
I can’t feel my tail anymore, and I look behind me as if I could see if Remus is awake. But, of course, it’s impossible to see the back of one’s own head.
“Brother?” I call, but there’s only silence.
I close my eyes and bow my forehead against Lo-Ren’s back. With a grunt of disappointment, I carefully withdraw my cock from her precious ass.
“Who’s there?” Lo-Ren asks, voice uncertain.
My chest clenches. Will she be displeased to hear it is me? “Romulus,” I say, hoping my voice is not as weak as my legs suddenly feel. “Just Romulus now.”
It feels both wrong and right to have this stolen pleasure with her. But I can still remember her hand clutching the tail and guiding me into her. I can remember her holding both of us, knowing it was both of us. When I feel her body stiffen slightly, I fear for the worst.
Still, I dare to ask, “May I wash you clean?”
She’s still facing forward, and I hear her small inhale of breath before her quiet, furtive voice comes. “Yes. Please.”
My hand trembles as I reach forward to touch the flesh I was just so intimate with. Looking around, I find the soap. I rub my hands together to create suds, then dare to touch the sweet globes of her ass. She trembles at my touch, and I know it’s not from cold. It’s far too steamy for that.
“Is this too much?” I ask, my open palms paused on her wide, sumptuous ass cheeks.
“N-no,” comes her stuttered voice. “P-please.”
Maybe it’s wrong to steal this moment when Remus isn’t here. But she needs to be cleaned after our release. It’s what I tell myself anyway as I slide my hand down between the seam of her ass, working my soapy fingers toward the anus we were just buried inside.
She hisses when I come in contact with her sensitive back entrance. My cock surges with blood again, but I ignore it. I instead focus on her, reaching up and detaching the shower head so I can direct the spray toward where I’ve just been washing. I spray with one hand and wash thoroughly with the other as soap and the remnants of our cum drip down her inner thighs.
“So beautiful,” I can’t help hissing. She’s slightly bent over so I can aim the spray better, her gorgeous ass pushed back. From this angle, her pussy winks at me, and so badly I want to give it attention under the guise of ‘washing it,’ too.
“Is this wrong?” she whispers, suddenly standing up and spinning around to look up at me with innocent doe eyes. It takes everything within me not to stare down at her gorgeous, dripping breasts. “I mean,” she frowns, looking so confused. “I’m with Remus. And I know he seemed okay with what just happened.” She shakes her head, frowning harder. “But this. . .” She waves a hand between us.
“Don’t worry,” I say, ignoring every instinct that tells me to swoop down and press my advantage. I want to take her lips. I want to press her against the marble and work that sweet pussy of hers some more. I want to drop to my knees and taste her with my tongue until she forgets she ever knew my brother’s name.
Instead, I merely place a tender kiss on her forehead. “We can get out and dry off now.” I reach behind her and turn off the shower. I can’t help noticing her gasped breath as I do so, though, because my cock is still hard and long. But I won’t push.
She’s been so brave, so unafraid to open herself to us. Yes, I might wish I could kiss and taste her, but I will not beg heaven for the whole kingdom when I have been given a day pass to the palace.
