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Keres shivered and gripped the headboard, slowly lowering herself onto his face on her knees. His hands cupped her butt, and she shivered when he gave her the first slow lick.
She moaned, and he moved her more firmly against his mouth. The wet heat of his tongue flicked her from clit to opening. She closed her eyes and panted as he flicked at her clit with hard strokes of his wide, wet tongue. Tension built fast, and she started to squirm. She panted and whined, and her head swayed from side to side. Her hips tried to rock in his hands, but he kept hold of her.
“Achilles, I need to—ahhh!” The tension snapped, and fire coursed through her. He kept the light, rapid flicks on her clit, and she squirmed to get away as tiny shocks continued to jolt through her. He started purring, and she jerked and twitched while the headboard rattled.
“Oh, stop that!”
He laughed and moved her a little, and his tongue thrust into her while she was still twitching. She sucked in all the air she could as he moved and flicked his tongue around, stirring in circles. Arousal built again, and he switched to a slow lick that went from entry to clit. She panted and held onto the metal as her thighs quivered. Her breathing and soft moans filled the air. Her head rocked from side to side, and Achilles had to put in effort to hold her hips.
The next orgasm was a slow shiver that lost her grip on the headboard, and Dante caught her as she fell over. She was panting, and Dante stroked her hair while she came down. He was smiling at her. “There’s our precious star.”
Her glow reflected on his face, and the room was lighting up from the colour of her skin.
“I hate that I literally have an afterglow.” She crossed her arm over her eyes.
Dante looked down at her. “It is very helpful.”
Achilles rolled on top of her, head between her breasts. “It’s adorable.”
She grunted and threaded her fingers through his hair. “Have you gained weight?”
Dante massaged her scalp. “We have installed a gym and have been working out like demons. The masturbating got boring.”
She pulled her hand away from her face. “What?”
Achilles chuckled. “For the last four years, it has only been you.”
She paused. “But that’s only been one night and fourteen weeks in that time. You guys need more.”
Dante chuckled. “No one compares to you, so we waited. Now that you have your family, you might want to stay around a little bit more.”
“Well, I currently can’t move, so that seems plausible.” She flexed her fingers in Achilles’ hair.
The huge head lifted, and Achilles smiled. “It feels good to just be with you again.”
She caressed his cheek. “It’s great, but I can still have sex with at least one of you two, right? I am still a little twitchy. There is nothing quite like the weight of one of you on, in, and over me.”
Dante leaned down and whispered in her ear, “I volunteer as tribute.”
Achilles lazily leaned up further and growled at Dante. He then turned his face to Keres and said, “I am going to selflessly hurl myself on you to save our third from injury.”
Dante laughed. “I stand ready if our lady has further need.”
Keres looked at Dante. “I just have to be in town for nine. I remember you are an early riser.”
He grinned. “For you, I will stay up all night.”
“Yeah, that is why I am glad Achilles is here right now.” She smiled. “You are easier to wake up to.”
Dante smiled and leaned in to kiss her. Nothing else tasted like her mates. His head moved, and hers rocked against him while his tongue slowly swirled against hers.
A soft tugging at her left nipple spurred a moan from her. She felt teeth pressing against her, and Achilles’ mouth opened wide, and the sharp teeth delicately scraped the dome of her breast. She squeaked and blindly found the thick hair with her fingers and stroked his head as he hoovered at her breasts. She yowled into Dante’s mouth, and he chuckled, letting out a purr only slightly softer than their other partner.
She moaned, arched, and bucked, confident in Achilles’ control of his teeth. He caressed the outside of her hip with his fingertips, stroking her skin with a focus that always surprised her.
When his fingers gently moved between her thighs, she flinched as her clit was still sensitive, but he had switched to licking her breasts with slow strokes. He was playing. There was no urgency, and waves of sensation swept her. Dante’s slow kiss kept her mouth occupied, and his slow purr worked on all her soft tissue. She stayed relaxed and receptive as her body moved against Achilles’ hand.
He judged the moment when his slipping and sliding fingers and eager mouth had brought her close, and then he moved to cover her while Dante eased away, his fingers covered hers, and she didn’t know when she had started with her hand moving on his cock. She didn’t wonder about the clothes anymore. She could make it come and go, and so could they. It meant easy access during her lust surges. Never more than ten seconds away when she needed them.
