“Her legs are shaking again.” Mooralan tells him. “It’s my turn to feel her come around my cock.”
Theyhavebeen counting. I shouldn’t be surprised.
One of Mooralan’s hands smooths down my spine, pressing down between my shoulder blades and holds me against the bed. “Look at you. Look how pliant you are.”
“Pliant?” I laugh, even though I can barely get the word out.
“Am I wrong?”
I can’t tell him it’s a strange word to use. I don’t have the chance.
More than my legs shake when his thrusts and fingers pull another orgasm from me.
His hands have to hold me up, in the end, and I let myself sink into the mattress like I’m made of jelly.
“I don’t think I can take any more.” The words are muffled by the sheets, but they both hear me, and laugh.
I should feign offense, but I barely remember the word offense.
Mooralan eases out of me and lets me slump onto the bed.
“I think you broke her,” Ferrok says as they turn me onto my back, and I look up at them feeling a little woozy.
Holding out my hand to Mooralan, I say, “Gimme.”
He leans forward, scooping his tongue against the inside of his mouth, and he kisses my palm before he spits Ferrok’s clitball into my palm.
“Thank you.” When I suck it into my mouth, Ferrok shivers.
I rock on the bed as they move closer to me, their weight pulling me one way and then the other.
Sucking the clitball and rolling it into my cheek, I say, “I don’t think I’m going to be much help, and I’m pretty sure you’ll agree that’s going to be all your fault.”
“We knew that was probably going to happen.” Ferrok says.
They stop on either side of me, cradling me with their thighs.
“We could torture her a little more,” Ferrok suggests, and I shake my head.
“No more tonight. You can fuck me in the morning. But right now, I want your cum.”
“You drive a hard bargain.” Mooralan strokes his cock and takes hold of Ferrok’s shoulder. “Let’s give our lover what she wants.”
“Always.”
Despite what I said, I do help.
Sucking on Ferrok and stroking Mooralan’s slime sack, it only takes a minute before Mooralan drops his forehead to Ferrok’s shoulder and he comes.
Ferrok follows right behind.
Their cum stripes across me and onto each other’s cocks, and both of them are left twitching from the pleasure of finally getting to cum.
I drop my head back, smiling as my bones continue to slowly solidify. I probably should be tired of sex. Between work and the two of them, it’s nearly constant, and yet…
Ferrok is close enough I wriggle down until my head is where it needs to be.
I juggle the clitball around on my tongue and then press it back into his cock. Looking up and smiling as all of his eyes close one after another.
