“I would be delighted.”
She beckons Khesan closer as I get into position behind her, and she sinks her mouth down on him. Sliding into Fiona while she is stuffed with the plug is as glorious a sensation as there could possibly be. She’s so tight that my spine goes as taut as a string as I push the head of my cock inside her, and then I almost can’t fit the rest.
Fiona lets out an impressively loud moan, despite Khesan filling her mouth.
“Holy shit,” she manages, her arms shaking like they’re ready to give out under her. I continue to go slowly, working myself in a fraction of an inch at a time, until at last I’m fully sheathed inside her, and I can feel the plug with every stroke.
It is not difficult to make her orgasm this way, and I’m not far behind her.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Khesan
Perhaps, after the preparation we did last night, tonight will be the night. I am entranced with all of Fiona’s… orifices. I want to learn and know every part of her, and this will be yet another experience on our journey to fully understanding each other.
Even better, I get to be her first time there. I relish the idea of finding yet another new way to please my mate.
Before we eat dinner, though, Shathar stops Fiona.
“What if you put in your plug now?” he asks her, smirking at me. I grin back. This is a good idea. “Then we leave it in until later, so you’re good and warmed up for Khesan.”
The way he says my name in that low voice makes my tail stick straight out behind me.
“That’s a fun idea.” Fiona squeezes his hand, her radiance filling the room. “Let’s go get it.”
This time, I bend Fiona over the couch as Shathar retrieves the lube and the plug. He lathers it up and works it inside her, making her moan. Then it’s locked in, and Fiona shivers as she rises back to her feet.
As we cook around each other, Fiona occasionally stops to close her eyes, and I think she is aroused. Good. She can imagine what it will feel like when I’m inside her. I make sure to kiss her shoulder as I pass by, and squeeze her rump. She giggles and swats at me, and Shathar snorts as he watches us.
“You are like children,” he says, but it’s not mean-spirited.
After dinner, Fiona takes some time in the bathroom to ready herself. Meanwhile, Shathar prepares the pillows on the bed, then removes his clothes, tossing them to the floor haphazardly. Shooting him an irritated look, I strip mine off next, folding and neatly placing them on the dresser.
He rolls his eyes before straightening his clothes, too.
When Fiona emerges, she’s gloriously naked, and I just want to eat her up. I want to bring her inside myself so I never have to let her go, so she’s never alone. Heat rises in my belly, and my cock is already hearing the call as she climbs onto the bed. She hovers there, slightly uncertain, until Shathar loops his arms around her and brings her into his lap.
“This will be pleasurable,” he assures her. “It may be uncomfortable at first…”
“I know.” Her mouth thins into a determined line. “I’ll be okay.”
“And you’ll tell me if it’s not?” I kneel in front of her and trace a thumb over her lips. They part as she inhales sharply.
“I will.”
“Good.” I kiss her, tasting her sweet mouth and then continuing my kisses down her body. I tongue her nipple, then suck on it the way I imagine a human offspring might, and she delights in this. Her hands tangle in my hair, which emboldens me, and I reach down to rub her lovely clitoris next.
What I don’t expect is Shathar’s cock to be proudly jutting up between her legs. We both jolt when I touch it, and I quickly retract my hand. When I glance up, he has his eyes narrowed, but he doesn’t pull away or dress me down.
I suppose it’s inevitable that we’ll touch each other if we’re going to do this at the same time. Then the mate scent overwhelms my nose, and I am more than ready to proceed.
Fiona positions herself on the bed, her ass in the air in front of me. Shathar kneels beside me to assist. Below the base of the plug, her pussy is pink and glistening. I reach between her thighs to rub the pad of my finger over her clit, then slowly, withdraw the plug. She whimpers as it’s removed.
“Don’t worry,” I murmur to her, opening the bottle of lube and coating the pointed tip of my cock in it, before dousing the rest of my nalopo. For additional good measure, I drip a few drops onto her ass, too. Then I shuffle into position and wrap my hand around myself, guiding the tip to the tiny star between her perfect, pert cheeks.
Then, I push in.
“Slow,” Shathar urges me when Fiona tenses up. I nod in understanding and pull back before trying again. Her hole opens slightly, just enough that I can push more of my head through.
