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A hand gripped her hair—she wasn’t sure whose—and her head was jerked up, pulling the cock free from her mouth in one fluid motion. Brydis’s yellow eyes were wild as he stared down at her, his pupils blown out with pleasure as he yanked her forward over his body, dislodging her completely from the currents of pleasure rushing through her from the the erratic lash of the taliazon and Agor’s tongue. It was done so suddenly that the latter male hissed angrily but he didn’t hesitate to clamber behind her, the air from his wings fanning as he practically blanketed her while Brydis pulled her against his chest as he drew up onto his knees. Agor’s hands gripped her from behind, his claws scraping lightly as his hips bumped against her ass, his cock sliding teasingly across her swollen sex for only a moment as she was shifted forward and impaled on Brydis’s cock.
As he slid into her, it jerked violently, releasing hard spurts of cum. He hissed again, his hips thrashing as he pumped into her. He panted, his ragged breath causing his chest to heave and brush tantalizing against her breasts. Jill’s eyes rolled back into her head at the rapid flutter of her pussy spasming around him, hungry for the hot seed filling her as Agor rose behind her and pressed forward so that he was blanketing her in truth. His cock lined up and he thrust home in desperation. Jill’s head snapped back as the second cock joined the first, pressing hard and deep as it pushed its way in, reshaping her pussy as it always did to be the perfect fit just for them. He grunted in her ear as he seated himself, and his cock thickened and pulsated as he slowly worked himself in and out despite Brydis’s hurried thrusts. Both males groaned and their clawed hands scraped eagerly over her as Agor’s slow strokes built a coil of deep pleasure even as Brydis’s short quick rubbing against the front of her channel made her shake as he rubbed repeatedly against her sweet spot, pressed firmly by Agor’s larger shaft.
Jill clawed at his shoulders, her fingertips occasionally sinking into the dense feathers at his wing base as his cock began to jerk again and more heat flooded into her. He cried out, and his wings fanned her as they flapped erratically. Agor growled and shifted behind her, his cock thrusting deeper than ever as he yanked her back against his chest, pulling Brydis forward simultaneously so that his wings snapped close around them, drawing all three of them within his hold.
He snarled into her hair as his hips began to bump, his length driving against Brydis’s jerking shaft as it pumped in and out of her, rubbing erotically with each pass. Brydis whimpered but Agor chuckled and snapped his hips, thrusting a little harder and faster even as he held the other male immobile against him.
“Agor!” Brydis snarled despite his quaking body against hers. His cock hadn’t even started to soften but instead, to her shock, it felt like it was becoming swollen further. “What are you doing? This is too much. I’ve already released twice!”
“You’re not even close to being done,” Agor purred as his deep crooning rumble vibrated against her back. Even his cock in her felt like it was vibrating with the force of the sound, sending new waves of pleasure shooting through her as the taliazon twisted and pulsed, fueling her desire further. “We can feel you swelling, and the shift in the taliazon as your hormones shift. Give me your knot, Brydis. You are capable of it. I know it. Mine is not the only one that can swell and lock. I want it. Our talia wants it,” he growled.
Brydis shuddered against her and moaned as his cock continued to thicken. Agor panted, grunting and growling his pleasure as he continued to force his thrusts despite how tight it was as he worked his knot in and out of her, stretching her to her limits as she writhed and wailed her pleasure. With one hard thrust that shattered her pussy with the orgasm that snapped through her, his cock hooked with Brydis’s, and the two knots pumped deep together, grinding, forcing her orgasm to extend further and further until she felt as if she teetered on the edge of madness from it. Agor swept two fingers, his claws retracted, along the seam where they were joined, gathering their mixed fluids until they were thoroughly coated.
Those fingers slipped back to her ass and pressed in with the first hard flex of their cocks inside her. He pumped his fingers with the combined jerk of the cocks and the sensation sent her over again as a deeper orgasm bore through her, clenching tightly around them as their hot seed sprayed into her over and over. She screamed with the force of pleasure whipping through her as the taliazon swelled and whipped around them and her mates’ deep, appreciative growls broke into bellows with their own releases.
As one, they dropped down into the bedding of their nest, the luxurious cushions providing just the right amount of support as it cradled them. Outside, the wind howled like an echo of their pleasure as if their mountain had joined in on their pleasure with them. It was a nice thought and made her feel even more connected to their home. With her right hand, she stroked through Brydis’s aguila, marveling at their softness and a sleepy smile stole across her face at the way he nuzzled her hand and nestled closer. Twisting slightly, she did the same for Agor and was awarded with a small hum that traveled along his cock, sending another burst of pleasure through her.
Fate definitely chose well for her.
Yawning sleepily, she rubbed her cheek against Agor’s wing and settled in more comfortably with the soft sounds of the rainstorm lulling her back to sleep. During the storm, there was no real concept of night or day, so they slept and made love whenever they desired, following their own natural rhythm. Time ceased to exist and with it all worries as nothing else seemed to exist within that moment except them and the slight shift of the bed as a new weight settled upon it.
Blinking sleepily, she craned her neck and smiled as Duke crept into the nest, his little body wiggling as he sneakily pushed his way into their postcoital clasp. With a tiny grunt, he collapsed against her neck, the huff of his breath wheezing from his little body as he got comfortable. Smiling, Jill drifted to sleep, satiated and surrounded with the affection and touch of her family while the soft drum of the rain sang to her.
She honestly didn’t think it could get any more perfect than this.
Chapter30
Brydis eyed Duke as the pup rolled around in their nest. Although he had been reluctant to give in to Jill’s insistence that they keep the grifalc runt, he had to admit that under her loving care, the pup was growing healthy and strong in the weeks since. He had especially put on considerable weight and size in the weeks following the rain that helped him quickly catch up to his little mates. His aguila was still nowhere near as thick as those of his litter, but it had filled in enough that it no longer looked patchy, and his juvenile down was starting to come in along his back, head, and wing stumps. The down on his head was almost comically the thickest around his neck and at the top of his head, the latter of which gave him the appearance of constantly being on high alert.
Jill lay in the nest on her side making a kissing face at it, her lips puckering as she squealed little nonsense words at the overexcited creature. He fought to keep the smile from his face as he watched. He had to admit it was adorable. Even if the pup managed to shred pillows as quick as Brydis was able to repair them. He narrowed his eyes at Duke in warning as the grifalc took the edge of a purple cushion into his sharp beak, his claws fully extended against its soft surface.
“Don’t even think about it,” he warned with a soft hiss.
Duke regarded him for a moment, his tufted head cocking in consideration as he slowly mouthed the corner, clasping and unclasping his beak’s hold on it before finally lowering his head and dropping it.
“See? He’s learning,” Jill observed as she beamed happily at the grifalc. “Just wait. He’ll be the best grifalc your kennels ever had… isn’t that right Duke? Such a smart boy.”
Brydis answered with a grunt of disbelief, but his expression softened into an indulgent smile as he gazed over at his mate. For days he watched her tend the pup carefully as she carried him around everywhere with her, keeping him warm and fed. To their dismay, she even brought the grifalc pup into their bed.
As sweet as it was to wake up and see their talia cuddled with a grifalc tucked under her chin as she lay squeezed between their wings, he could have done without having the pup’s stench clinging to their bedding. And it wasn’t bound to get any better as Duke grew.
“Is Agor out with the flocks this morning or working with the grifalcs training?” Jill asked as she bent low, tugging on one end of the knotted rope that Duke whipped around with a shrill hiss.
He stared at the pup in amusement, almost forgetting that his mate asked a question until he roused himself at the pointed look she gave over her shoulder at him.
“Neither. He’s assisting at a neighboring rookery today. He took Waylo with him to help move their flocks. Their flock is larger than ours, but they possess fewer and not as well trained grifalc.”
Jill nodded thoughtfully, her lips curling into a smile. “I’m sure he’ll take full advantage of the opportunity to show off what our kennel can produce.”
“That too,” Brydis agreed with a restrained chuckle though he kept his distinct pleasure at the way she claimed the kennel to himself so not to make her uncomfortable as she often appeared to become when it came to matters of emotions.
Though she wasn’t wrong either, so he didn’t hesitate to agree.
Now that his twin had become comfortable with their routine in the rookery, he was eager to establish the reputation of theirs, especially since several of the established rookeries that had escaped to Ganymede hadn’t exactly warmed up to the possibility of Geminidae finding their taliazon among the human populations. Agor felt a driving need to prove that their mate added to the value of their avrhastal and the quality of their grifalc so that there would be few avrhastals avoiding their kennels. Especially since several of their kind had taken an isolationist perspective as stories of human aggression and demonstrations of hostility at the ports and port cities whenever they went in to trade were beginning to get out of control.
That opinion wasn’t improving any with tensions slowly rising with the human populations, something that he knew was increasingly distressing their mate, though she tried not to show it. They hoped that some practical firsthand witnessing of what came from their rookery would help. What they really needed was some good news. They certainly weren’t getting it from the human channels.
Unfortunately, Earth was entirely culpable as to why that was. Their marketer at Mercurium port had made an announcement just that morning that had an explosive result.
