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I stilled while Roqs worked his way inside Brynn.
“Fuck, Roqs,” she gasped. “Hurry.”
She was also near. My tail, though shorter than the manasties, hovered closely near her sensitive nub. She hissed and glared at me.
“Don’t you want to come now?” I teased her.
“No,” she glared. “Together. Fuck yes!” She shouted to the room as I felt Roqs cock seated nicely inside her. Rubbing against my cock. Our natural lubricants made it possible to move smoothly, albeit oh so tightly, inside her.
“Yes, harder, both of you!” she ordered and I felt her nails dig deeper at the back of my neck. The added sensation almost pushing me to the brim. Good thing Roqs’ tail never loosened his hold on the base of my cock.
The only one missing was Zirc. He could fuck me, fuck Roqs or fuck Brynn’s mouth. Why weren’t nekos built with two tails like other species? I could be fucking Brynn’s ass right now.
We were so busy pushing in and out of Brynn, we barely heard the door opening. Or Roqs knew. His eyes narrowed slightly, always alert even in the throes of passion. He glared at someone behind my back.
Then I knew.
The twins were here.
CHAPTER10
The Relic
Zirc
Earlier in the day…in a hidden location underneath Orange Mountain
Pussy. I never understood why Roqs and Coone were fascinated with females. I did not expect this from me. I was never interested in one. They are just another hole to fill in. . ... Let's not talk about my beast bemoaning the lack of pussy.
To be honest, me and my beast have tasted pussy in the past. Nothing compares to Brin's. Hers should be called The Pussy. Add in her soft curves, smooth skin. Shit, Roqs and Coone should have found her by now. If they did, I bet they were fucking her right now.
“Elder Rizor will see you now.”
Fuck. Good thing Roqs wasn’t here. Or Volks.
The manasty in front of me openly flirts with me and Jigen since our training days. Jigen had the unfortunate privilege of bedding Drixan. Me, I knew he wanted forever but Roqs was my forever manasty.
Being one of the Elder guards placed him as my equal. Might even be higher if he doesn’t know the kind of work I do for the Elders. As far as anyone knew, I was just one of the countless mercenaries the Elders had in their disposal.
We walked side by side the suffocating caves that led to an underground basement. Silver Tribe lived in a cave system, but this side of the Purple Mountain, this was a death trap designed to cave in any time there was danger. I don’t envy Drixan his job.
“Perhaps after this we can both grab gnats at the basement tavern?” he inquired silkily before opening the door that would lead to the Elders’ room.
“No.” I managed not to glare. And effectively blocked his wandering hand with my tail. A reprimand. And shit. I forgot, this guy liked pain. That was why Jigen was intrigued by him.
He smirked. “Your loss then, my friend.” He opened the double doors and walked behind him. I would not engage by arguing he wasn’t my friend, nor was it my loss.
I heard voices in the room. The Elders were on the raised platform, the manasties in front of them were talking animatedly. The audience, who were scattered across the circular balconies, were minding their own business.
Yet, I felt the them hushed. Much to my annoyance, my beast demanded respect. And attention. The talking voices turned to hushed whispers.
“That’s -”
“The Silver Beast.”
“Why is he here? Is he supposed to be here?”
“He was due a week ago. Maybe two weeks ago.”
