Groaning, Nyx raised his hips, his hands falling to mine. He glided me over his cock as he rocked me in his lap. “Don’t make you stop or don’t make you squirm?”
“Oh my god, just shut up and pick one!” Lani snapped, breaking off our kiss to do it and sounding annoyed as hell.
Before I could tell them I was good either way, Lani slammed his lips back on mine and reminded me of why I loved kissing so much. His tongue slid against mine, still carrying the faint taste of seawater.
Salty.
I hummed as I tugged him closer, wishing I could touch all of him, but it was Nyx my body started grinding against. Each brush of my nipples against his chest sent a fire through me. I had to pad just to fill out A-cups, since I’d only ever developed about half a cup worth of boobs, but my nipples had always been sensitive as hell, and right now I could cut glass with the fuckers.
“Fine, fine, squirm,” Nyx groaned as I undulated my hips, surging into Lani’s kisses before rocking against Nyx’s cock.
“I-I need to t-tell you s-something,” I stammered.
Speaking was next to impossible when I was so close to having my desires met.
“Now is not the time to tell us you’re not left-handed,” Nyx muttered. “We can run those lines the next time we duel.”
“T-that what we’re doing? Dueling?”
“Only to see who’s going to give in and claim who first,” Lani groaned.
“I’m um, you know that most Jellyfish are, that we have both err, that we’re um, intersex, right?”
“Oh yeah,” Lani sighed, kissing my shoulder and up the side of my neck. “We know and we don’t mind in the slightest. We intend to worship every inch of you. You being intersex just means there’s more of you to lavish attention on.”
“Do I have to give you permission to start lavishing? Because I really, really wish one of you would start fucking the hell out of me right now. It’s been way too long and your my mates. Y-your supposed to claim me, right? Before we meet parents and, and, oh my goddess, please, claim me.”
“Shh, easy baby, we’ll take care of you.”
“Now?” I moaned, stopping just short of demanding but only by the barest margin.
I’d sure as hell get demanding if someone didn’t start fucking me soon. I wanted him inside me, and holy shit, if my kisses and the toxins in my saliva were winding Lani up this much, then what the hell was gonna happen when one of them was balls deep inside of me?
“N-now,” Nyx groaned, then his cock was right there, spreading my folds, pressing upward behind my balls, to fill me completely.
Fuck, that felt good. Right in that way that quickies never had; only quickies were all I’d dare try, and only through a layer of latex, when too much contact with me tended to make people sick. Turned out those same toxins were an aphrodisiac to my sea turtle mates. Nyx thrust while Lani deepened the kiss, chasing the last of the thoughts from my head.
Chapter 5
Lani
I couldn’t get enough of my mate, their scent, their taste; I lapped salty seawater from their collarbone and heard them moan as Nyx did something between their legs to cause it. From the angle I couldn’t tell, not when Kekoa raised his hips and squirmed, rocking against Nyx’s lips until Nyx pressed their hips to the sand and held them there as he continued pleasuring them.
We’d already come once, but it wasn’t enough, and I was starting to realize why as my tingling tongue lapped another trail over Kekoa’s skin.
Jellyfish.
Yummy, intoxicating jellyfish.
“Mmm, mmm,” Kekoa whined, twisting, surging against me as they nearly bucked free of Nyx’s hold.
They dragged me across their body, forcing me to stop licking and kiss them again. The grip they had on my hair stung; it was so tight, each writhing buck sending pinpricks of pain-pleasure through my body.
The best sensation in the world.
They poured their pleasure into the kiss as they came, whining and shuddering. I swallowed several of their pleas as we were dragged a few inches along the sand, and another, louder one as we were rocked by the force of Nyx’s thrust as he entered them.
We were both going to be driven insane by lust due to acute jellyfish intoxication, and I was perfectly okay with that. I just wished I was the one inside Kekoa right now because kissing them wasn’t nearly enough. It turned out it wasn’t enough for Kekoa either, as they whined and cried out more. I had an idea, but maneuvering us there wouldn’t be easy, not with Nyx looming over us, sweat and seawater dripping on my back and shoulder as he thrust into Kekoa.
