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My cocks throb at the sight of this, and I scarce dare to breathe. I want to put my mouth on her now, but I don’t dare interrupt. This is too entrancing a show. All the while, my cocks ache and leak a response, my sac tight and pre-cum dripping onto my belly and thighs from my excitement.
Vali rocks her hips again, dipping her hand down once more, and the slick sounds grow greater, as does the salty scent of her. She moves faster, giving up on spreading her folds apart and soon just rubs that spot with all of her fingers, growing rougher and more urgent.
When she comes, she quakes and shivers, her lips parting on a silent cry.
I’m fascinated. Fascinated, and I want to experience it for myself. As she catches her breath, I slide my hand between her legs and brush over the little nub she put so much focus upon. “What is this called?”
“That’s my clit.”
“And it is sensitive? Like the heads of my cocks?”
She gives a jerky nod.
“Do you just have the one?”
For some reason, this makes her chuckle. “Most humans only have one cock, Ranan. They’d be jealous to know you have two.”
Interesting. It’s not something I’ve thought of until now. “I see. Does it bother you that I’m built differently?”
“I seem to recall ru
Good. I focus on her lovely flesh again. She’s flushed now, her skin slick and gleaming with her juices. I drag my thumb over her clit and watch her reaction. Vali shudders, her lips parting and her body jerking in response.
“Sensitive,” she gasps.
“I imagine so,” I murmur, and try a couple of different touches. I skim around the small bud while she whimpers and jerks above me. She’s no longer tense, though, and I feel confident enough that she’s relaxed. I pull her hips down toward my mouth and close my lips over that small bead.
Vali cries out. “Gods!” Her hands go to my head, flattening against the sides of my crest.
The taste of her is incredible, and now that she’s slick with arousal, I get so much more of it. I use my lips to nibble gently at her clit, then take it between them one more and suck on it. She gasps and rocks against my face. I lap at her, determined to induce another orgasm, this one for me. With tongue and lips, I tease her clit and it’s not long before she’s driving down against me, sobbing her need, her hands pressed against my skull as she rides my tongue.
It’s incredible.
This time when she comes, there’s a rush of wetness from her cunt, and I greedily lap it up. “Beautiful,” I murmur as I tongue her. “Perfect.”
“No more,” she whimpers, bucking and trying to get away from me. “Too sensitive.”
I let her go, pleased with her orgasms. She rolls off of me, panting, and sprawls on her back on the bedding next to me. I reach down and take myself in hand and with two quick pumps to each cock, I come, spraying over my chest. My muscles tense and I hiss in pain as my leg clenches along with the rest of me.
“Ranan?” Vali sits up, alarmed.
“I’m fine,” I grit out. “Just…my bad leg. Flexed it.”
“You idiot,” she tells me, but her tone is affectionate. She sits up and gets some of the newly cleaned cloth and gently wipes down my stomach and cocks, and then cleans herself up. “No more of that until you’re feeling better.”
“Mmm.” It’s not an agreement. I’m going to taste her again, I decide. Tonight. Daily. I liked the taste of her. More than that, I liked her responses. I liked watching her lose control. I catch her hand as she tosses the fabric aside and search her face. “Did you like that?”
Gone is the awkward Vali from before. My wife chuckles and plants her hands on the sides of my face and gives me a smacking kiss. “You even have to ask?”
I manage a small grin even though my leg is throbbing and exhaustion is catching up with me. “I do.”
“I did like it. I’ve never done that before.” She smiles.
“Will you let me do it again?”
“Aye, I imagine I will.” Some of her shyness returns, and she wags a finger at me. “But not until you’re feeling better.”
We’ll see about that.