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"So, it's like a heat cycle?" Zoey asked.
She knelt at the edge of the water, where Mira lay half-submerged. Her top half was almost human, but the smooth sheen of scales patterning their hips down into the water, where the rest of her hid. Her long iridescent tail passed back and forth to keep her body surfaced, using her hands to raise into Zoey's view.
Mira settled herself onto her side with her bright maroon body on beautiful display beside her. She was nude, of course, because sea creatures didn't wear clothes. Her human-like breasts lay in open view, though to her, brought no sense of humility. But Zoey's eyes always caught the attention of her beauty.
Matching scaled arms with webbed fingers, fins over her forearms and where her ears would normally be, if she were human, and black sclerotic eyes that gazed over Zoey with a kindness and curiosity she'd never expected when she met them—she and Rumi.
Sirens were terrifying in fairy tales, but Zoey had only known Mira as gentle and sweet-natured, albeit a little scary at first glance. Still, she passed her hands over Zoey's form with tenderness.
"She does not need to breed like a mammal," Mira said back. Her English had improved over time spent with Zoey over the last months, but there was a stiffness in the way she enunciated. Zoey found it cute. "We grow eggs, and we release them. If they are fertilized by another, then there will be offspring."
Zoey knew that. Of course, she knew that. She was more educated than most about how reptiles and aquatic life live beneath the water, including their breeding cycles. But what she asked wasn't exactly what she'd intended to ask. Zoey bit her lip.
"But it's…arousing for her, right?"
Mira looked into Zoey's eyes, smirked, and nodded once.
"Very much so."
"Can I- uhm. Can I feel them?"
"Feel her- what is the word…?"
"Ovipositor?"
Mira nodded. Zoey shook her head. "Not that. Well, that too. But mostly her, uh…."
Zoey played with her thumbs and averted her eyes to the water beside them.
"I want to feel her eggs…in me."
Mira tilted her head. "You cannot fertilize them." To which Zoey giggled.
"I don't want to fertilize Rumi's eggs." Well- maybe not yet. If she could, anyway. But she couldn't, and that was besides the point. "I just want to, like, hold them. In me."
Her request was taken in by Mira with an acknowledged grin, and through a long conversation about the process of what it was like for Rumi to expel her eggs, and a short few nights of her own research, Zoey deemed the process safe enough to execute during Rumi's next needed purge.
She'd learned a lot through her time knowing Mira and Rumi. She'd found them in a hidden space weeks before they'd found her. At night, when Zoey would hang around the beach alone to document nocturnals for her own research, she'd veered off her normal path. On a short walk around the corner of the small alcove, through twenty feet of trees embedded into a dirt hill and a rocky path bringing her into a subsection of the beach, she'd witnessed the sounds that urged her closer.
Giggles, slow trickles of water running over the stone ground, and a language Zoey didn't speak.
She'd watched them—Rumi and Mira, before she'd been introduced to them. Their bodies held each other in the space above the water, with inhuman palms and finned bodies wrapping each other intimately, as they spoke in sounds and words Zoey had never heard before.
Clicks and trills, moans and gasps, and hisses in what appeared to be pleasure, it didn't take long for Zoey to realize. Their bodies turned with each other, tails rubbing into each other while hands held the back of necks and waists. They were bigger than human, certainly, but far from it.
A maroon siren with black eyes, and another iridescently purple mermaid with a smile Zoey found sweet, the longer she watched her speak to the creature beside her. They were beautiful, with breasts highlighted beneath the moonlight as they mated with each other and exposed sounds that drew Zoey back each night just to witness again.
She watched them whenever they showed. Nearly every night, they were there. Sometimes they lay in the water and talked in their unknown language, and sometimes they mated.
Zoey watched until she was found.
But as terrified as she was to potentially be eaten or enslaved by the sea creatures that settled their eyes on her, they seemed more terrified of her. Or perhaps, to be found. Zoey thought she'd never see them again, until they surfaced one night while Zoey sat at the cove, and she met Mira and Rumi.
After weeks of attempting to talk to them, communicating through vague English and wild gestures, they'd grown close. Their curiosity about each other grew every day, and neither Zoey nor they held back their questions.
Mira and Rumi were in somewhat of a relationship, by human standards. They'd part for intimacy together in their hidden space, though it was unneeded for biological progression. They did it because they enjoyed it, and by talking to Zoey, they'd learned that humans did the same.
It wasn't long before Zoey joined in their intimacy.
She'd lie naked for Mira and Rumi to gaze over her anatomy and ask questions, just as Zoey had done with them. They looked over her teeth, breasts, neck, down to her waist, where she lacked her own tail. They'd seen humans plenty, but never up close until Zoey.
They studied her, touched her, and tasted her on multiple occasions.
Zoey told her what she liked under the condition that she could touch them, too. See their parts, discover what made each of them make the sounds Zoey listened to night after night.
They both contained appendages hidden beneath their tails in an almost unnoticeable slit at the center of where their hips would be. Mira had one tentacle-like body part that was squishy in Zoey's hand, and somewhat cold to the touch. Cold-blooded fish, but still twitching at the feeling, just the same as humans.
Zoey recognized it as akin to a clitoris, and she frequently called it that, for lack of a better word. She loved to feel it in her mouth, sucking Mira's clit against her tongue and feeling the appendage wiggle against the back of her throat. She was easy to take in due to the shape, and Zoey grew addicted to the sounds she made and the way Mira tasted.
Rumi had two parts. A clit, just like Mira's, but another slightly bigger part right above it. Her ovipositor—where Zoey now lay waiting for it to slide into her.
"You can, Rumi. I can take it, I promise."
Rumi held one of her hands against the ground beside her head and looked into Zoey's eyes, pleading and anticipating the feeling of Rumi sliding into her entrance and filling her with her eggs.
She lined up the tip of her ovipositor with Zoey's cunt and guided it in slowly. Zoey sighed.
"Yes. Good, Rumi. Keep going."
Mira massaged her hand over Zoey's chest, feeling around her nude body with a soft grin on her lips. She studied her as much as she was entertained as a voyeur by their actions.
"She likes it," Mira purred, followed by a term of endearment Zoey recognized Mira used a lot toward Rumi. Something similar to my love. Mira slid a fingertip over Zoey's nipple, and she gasped. "Humans are so sensitive. But you want more, Zoey, hm?"
"Yes, please."
Mira opened her mouth to drag her long, snaking tongue over Zoey's chest to graze her nipple, and Zoey's mouth gaped with a low groan.
"Mira- nn. Please."
But she teased the touch, studied how Zoey reacted, and focused her attention back to Rumi.
"Give her what she wants, Rumi. She is ready."
Zoey threw her head back when Rumi thrusted herself all the way in.
Her thick, tentacle-like appendage that bared from the front of her tail, right where her hips would be, if she had any, slid easily into Zoey's entrance. The base held the girth, while the tip of Rumi's ovipositor could enter like nothing, and the rest stretched her on the way in.
She was warm and very slick, much like any fantasy Zoey rendered in her brain as something she wished were real, was now playing out in real life. Zoey's heels dug into the stone cove beneath her, knees drifting wider to allow Rumi more space to lean her weight forward and hold herself up with an arm on either side of Zoey's form.
"A-ahnn…" Rumi released a low, eager growl at the feeling of Zoey's cunt around her. She'd felt Zoey before in shared intimacy. Her hands that stroked her slicked clit and ovipositor with a curiosity, before that curiosity soon melted into her own aroused desire for more upon seeing the reactions her newfound sea friends had shown to them.
Zoey had felt them—Rumi, the mermaid, and Mira, the siren—in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the soft and palpable appendage. They leaked a clear fluid in her throat, something that felt much like her own wetness but shared a new flavor, something umami and mouth-watering she couldn't describe, but felt the incessant need to feel more of once she started.
Mira had tasted her once, too. Her long, slithery tongue delved between her folds and thrusted deep enough that Zoey could feel it against her cervix, writhing around and twisting against her walls until her eyes were rolling back and she couldn't control her breath. Hot breath exhaled against her clit, and Zoey was lost in the sensation of seeing Mira, the dark-eyed fish creature that she was, though beautiful and somewhat gentle in her touch despite her sharp teeth and impatient curl of her tongue when she tasted Zoey's own slick.
And once or twice, Zoey had felt them inside of her.
The appendages that were once hidden within their tail, which emerged during arousal, had granted more than just curiosity. Zoey wanted to feel what they felt when they were inside each other; Mira's clit that penetrated Rumi's slit and made her release an inhuman sound, something between a moan and rhythmic clicking from their gills, that Zoey recognized was their species' form of a pleasuring groan. Like a purr, or a trill.
Zoey heard it again when Rumi slid her ovipositor all the way inside.
"Fuck, Rumi. You're so big," Zoey sighed. Mira lay beside her in the cove, their bodies half-submerged in water as her torso lay beside Zoey's on the flat rock. She lifted Zoey's knee to give Rumi more access.
"It's pleasurable for her. But not the same as this," Mira's webbed fingers touched Rumi's clit, the smaller of her two appendages that lay beneath the one currently sheathed inside Zoey. It pressed against Zoey beneath her entrance right over her rim when Mira stroked it gently between her fingertips, and Rumi trilled again. "This has more sensation for her. The other is for her eggs."
Mira's half-broken English described Rumi's parts as if Zoey didn't already know, but she didn't focus on it, as her brain still flurried from the feeling of Rumi's ovi slowly moving in and out of her dripping entrance.
She also knew that Rumi was in the midst of what was basically a mermaid heat cycle, where her body had created a half a dozen eggs within her body that she would have to expose one way or another. Sometimes it was through her own means of self-pleasure, or with Mira's help to help Rumi expel her eggs through her ovipositor with her palms.
Or sometimes with her tongue, warranting a series of eggs to pop out in her mouth for Mira to help release back into the water, but not before Rumi released them with claws holding the back of Mira's head and thrusting her ovi into her throat.
Now, Zoey had asked for her own chance to help Rumi release her eggs—inside her.
Mira stroked Rumi's clit while Zoey was slowly fucked by her ovipositor. She hadn't yet received the hard thrusting that she wanted, and that Rumi needed to release the built-up pressure within her that pressed her eggs behind her ovi. But the stimulation against Zoey's rim approached another idea.
"Put it inside," Zoey demanded with a low sigh from her lips. She looked into Mira's black sclerotic eyes, her vision hazy. Mira watched her, and then gazed back down at Zoey's anatomy to ponder her suggestion.
She pressed Rumi's clit against her rim, and Zoey sighed at the contact. The feeling of Rumi's slickness prodding her entrance and the potential of both of Rumi's ovi and clit sliding into her holes, filling up her cunt and ass at the same time. Zoey throbbed at the thought, and she looked up to Rumi's body above her, still and unmoving.
"Can it-"
"Do it, Mira."
Mira assisted in lining up Rumi's clit with Zoey's rim and pressed it into her.
"Fuck..." Zoey sighed. Rumi's clit stretched easily into her, as the head was minuscule compared to what was waiting at the base of her tail. But Rumi was oozing with the slickness that had already been pressing against her, and Zoey knew she'd have no problem taking her in with their shared fluids leaking between them.
"Zoey…" Rumi's voice growled low and husky as her tail moved in and her clit began to stretch Zoey's ass centimeter by centimeter. She slid in slowly with a desperate sound exhaling from between her snarled teeth, and Zoey hardly focused on it through the blurred gaze she had from the sensation.
Rumi's ovipositor in her cunt, and her clit stretching her ass, double penetrated her holes until she bottomed out and stretched Zoey to her entirety.
Zoey's breath hitched at the feeling of Rumi stretching both of her holes, filling her completely as she hilted to the base of her clit. The tip of her ovi pressed into Zoey's cervix, and she went to grip the ground, to no avail.
"Rumi, you're so big," She repeated with a heavy sigh. Rumi's vision was glazed over as she looked down to Zoey between her arms, her knees propped up for Rumi's slow glide out, and harder thrust back in. "Fuck, oh my god."
"Are you sure you can take her eggs?" Mira asked, brushing her webbed fingers over Zoey's face to guide her hair behind her ear. Her palm rested over her cheek, the size slightly larger than human, which her hand took over, almost covering the entire side of Zoey's head.
Rumi thrusted in again, trilling the purr-like moan from her heavy breaths as she muttered, "Ahnng. She's tight. So much tigher here…"
Zoey nodded and moaned into the feeling, barely able to keep eye contact with Mira as her senses were taken over by Rumi. The smooth, slightly cold tenta-clit and ovi made her feel nearly empty when Rumi moved back, as the cone-shape kept her from feeling the stretch through each thrust.
Instead, Zoey felt the stretch with each plap back into her, and she wanted to roll her eyes back when she felt her inner walls widening for Rumi.
"Yes," Zoey whined desperately. "Please, yes. Ah…I want to feel Rumi's eggs inside me."
She didn't thrust hard or fast as Zoey wished, but Zoey knew what she was in for. Soon, Rumi would release a series of squishy, silicone-like eggs inside of her for Zoey to hold. It served no purpose besides her own sexual desire, and Zoey knew that nothing came of it by taking them, but it didn't stop her from wanting to live out her deepest fantasies.
"I feel it," Rumi said in a hoarse whisper. She panted and doubled over Zoey's body to grip a firm hand over her waist. Instinctively, she moved her hips a beat harder and pounded deep into Zoey with a trail of groans, sighing against her collarbone. "They're coming, nng…Zoey."
Zoey wrapped an arm around Rumi's and the other clutched Mira's hand for comfort. She whined with each pound into her, feeling the girths of Rumi mixed with her constantly leaking wetness dripping out of her like she was inflating with her juices. It only turned her on more.
"Yes, yes don't stop, Rumi. It's okay- nng. You can fill me. Please fill me, fuck."
She felt it release through Rumi's ovipositor before it had entered her entirely. The appendage grew wider, inflating like a snake swallowing an egg whole. Except it was Rumi's gasp and very long slew of moans into Zoey's skin, mixed with a language of words Zoey didn't know and didn't care to think about, until she felt it.
The firm egg passed through Rumi, who was settled inside Zoey's cunt, and slowly pushed the egg out of the tip and into Zoey's vaginal canal.
"Holy shit," Zoey moaned. Her breathing was as erratic as Rumi's, and she held the side of Rumi's face. "God. Yes. Rumi."
"There will be more," Mira's seductive voice trilled beside her. She leaned closer to Zoey's, close enough to kiss her cheek if she wanted. She admired Zoey and watched her with tenderness, but also with a hunger that bared her sharp teeth, lidded eyes, and a pleased smirk. "Do you like it? Her egg inside of you?"
Zoey opened her mouth to answer, but then she felt it again.
Another egg drew out of Rumi, and Zoey's hip was dragged closer for Rumi to slide in an inch deeper. Another one released from her and pressed into the other egg.
"Shit, yes, I love it so much. Keep going," Zoey breathed. She wrapped her ankles around Rumi's back and dug her heels into her spine where her tail met her scaled back. "Fill me up, please."
"Zoey, ah…are you sure? There's not much room-"
"Do it. Fuck your eggs into me, Rumi."
She did exactly what she was told.
Each time Rumi freed an egg from her and thrusted back in, her ovi slid between the eggs that nestled within her walls. Her clit tingled at the tightness of Zoey's ass, which grew even tighter as her eggs forced themselves into the small space and heightened each of their sensations even more.
Zoey had succumbed to the feeling of fullness. After the third egg, she couldn't tell what was Rumi's clit, ovi, or an egg moving within her. She just felt the wet slick moving back and forth between her legs, and the pressure firm over her lower stomach as her body filled with the thick, jelly-like ovum.
She'd only known that Rumi was done when she breathed a hot exhale on her chest and collapsed into it. Zoey rested her shoulders lazily against her and whimpered into Rumi.
"How is it?" Mira passed her palm from Zoey's cheek down over her nude body, and stopped over the bumps protruding from her lower belly. Zoey whined at the contact.
"It's so much," Zoey panted. "But so good. I-I'm so full."
A pleased trill trickled from Mira's throat. "You took her so well. I've never seen her look so…"
They watched Rumi's drunken gaze keep her from moving a muscle from where she'd held Zoey's hips, still lodged within her as she caught her breath with slow, rhythmic huffs of air.
"Delighted," Mira finished.
Mira's finger rubbed over Zoey's lower abdomen, moving one of the protruding eggs to swirl in place with the others. Zoey threw her head back.
"Mira," Zoey moaned, hot and guttural and nearly animalistic. Mira watched with an entertained grin, and Zoey hardly noticed when Rumi softened within her and slid out, because Mira's hand halted the eggs from spilling out of her.
"She's holding your eggs, Rumi," Mira said slowly. Her fingers massaged Zoey's entrance where an egg was patiently awaiting release, but Mira didn't let it slip out. She massaged Zoey's pussy instead, pressing the leftover slick and mucous-like substance Rumi had leaked into her.
And Zoey was in a new state of euphoria. Mira was rubbing her cunt and pleasing her human clit with a slow passing of fingers over her space, ensuring that Rumi's eggs wouldn't yet leave her body whilst also petting her folds and making Zoey bite her lip and moan at the contact.
"Ah, Mira," Zoey moaned again. Her pussy throbbed against her, her walls clenching around the eggs inside of her and drawing her closer to an orgasm than she normally would for this amount of touch.
Mira's thumb grazed over her clit, and Zoey's walls clenched tighter around the eggs. Every movement and twitch of her insides also moved the ovum inside her, shifting the spaces between one another, twisting the soft exterior against her g-spot and cervix and every other shred of space she had left inside. It was stimulating with hardly any movement, and with Mira's hand passing over her folds and rubbing her wetness mixed with Rumi's slick mucous, tempting her clit with an orgasm she so desperately craved by now, Zoey's mouth gaped in pleasure.
"Nn, you like them inside you that much?" Rumi tilted her head in curiosity, her expression growing increasingly lustful. She took the previous place of Mira's hand over her abdomen and pressed down lightly, and Zoey's back arched.
"Fuck! Oh my god, Rumi. I-it's so much- hnn." Rumi watched Zoey's squirming and aching attempts at grabbing something: Rumi's shoulders, Mira's hand, the ground beneath her, something.
She writhed against every touch. Her head dizzied, overcome by the electricity of Mira's palm rubbing her clit and fingers teasing her entrance and moving the eggs with every circle from the pads of her fingers. A finger entered her, and Zoey thought she was going to cry.
"A-ah! Mira!"
Zoey grabbed Mira's wrist to halt her. Mira checked her with a raised brow.
"Too much for you, little fish?" The words slid out with a teasing grin, and Zoey took a moment to catch her breath beneath their watchful eyes.
"No- nn. I like it. It's so good. I just- I don't want to cum yet," Zoey sighed through a shaking breath. As she found her composure once the eggs finally stopped moving between each other and the coil boiling in her womb rode out and disappeared, Zoey looked right into Mira's eyes as she said, "I want you to take the eggs from me."
Mira blinked. She looked at Rumi, who peaked the same interested expression as they read each other, and then back at Zoey. Meanwhile, Zoey peered down at Mira's lying form at her own protruding extremity. Mira's clit, though slightly smaller than Rumi's, still tilted up in arousal and dripping with a smooth sheen of wetness from its tip.
Zoey took it between her fingers and stroked it. Once, twice, and then looked right into Mira's black siren eyes.
"I want to give you Rumi's eggs, and then I want to cum while riding you."
Mira twitched at the contact. Her clit was soft and glossy, and slid easily within Zoey's grasp as she stroked its length and bit her lip at the thought of having Mira inside her. Her hot sigh was intoxicating, as much as her own contented moan at the feeling of Zoey's fingers teasing her base and squeezing her palm around her clit. Mira leaked over her hand.
"Let me help," Rumi said before Mira even had the chance to grant permission. It was clear through the noises she expelled and the way her tail jutted into Zoey's hand, she was wanting. She was ready.
In a short few moments, Rumi had helped lift Zoey's form and settle her atop Mira. Her legs wrapped around her tail in a straddle, and with one of Zoey's hands over her entrance to keep any eggs from releasing prematurely, she relaxed above Mira's form, who now lay on her back.
"Hm, eager to watch?" Zoey asked with a smirk back to Rumi. Her scaled hands remained on Zoey's hips as she leaned into her neck, humming a satisfied vibration into her skin. It felt like a kiss, and Zoey pulled her closer.
"You hold part of me," Rumi said into her jugular, then placed an actual kiss. "If it feels good for you, then I would like to see how good it is for Mira."
Mira watched over them with lidded eyes. Zoey was a beautiful creature, sitting above Mira's tail, her legs spread and her body bare for their touch. They gave her the same look she gave to them—adoring, lustful, and hungry.
Zoey loved the creatures on either side of her as much as they loved her. Scaled hands discovered her body, felt her human legs, and rose over her breasts to massage them in their large, webbed fingers. Zoey sighed into the feeling and glided her hips forward to frot on Mira. She slid over Mira's clit, and Zoey felt the eggs moving inside her when she guided forward.
"Nn, shit. Mira…Are you ready?"
Zoey was lined up with Mira's slit, which opened right below the base of her clit. They would have allowed the foreplay to continue further, but Zoey felt the twitch of her own clit when she rubbed on Mira, and knew she was a ticking clock for when her orgasm would crash over her.
Mira held Zoey's thighs. "Yes."
Zoey placed her fingers over her folds, spreading them an inch wider, readying herself for the first egg to release. Mira's slit was perfectly lined up under her, and Zoey bit her lip in anticipation. But before she had the chance to push it out, Rumi's hand flattened over her stomach and forced an egg to expel from her with a quick pop from her entrance.
"Aanngh...!" Mira growled out. Her mouth gaped just the same as Zoey's as she was quickly filled with one of Rumi's eggs sliding out of Zoey and into her with a speed they hadn't expected. When Rumi released into Zoey, it was slow and methodical, and Zoey felt every inch of movement until she was full.
But now, Zoey slid her hips over Mira's cunt with a feverish moan, and Rumi pressed down again. Another pop, and Mira held two.
"H-holy- Rumi. A-ah…" Zoey grasped her fingers over the back of Rumi's neck and tugged her closer whilst Rumi clutched her hips and helped Zoey ride over Mira's tail. Their slits moving together were nothing devout of erotic. The mix of slick and eggs and clit rubbing together in a sensual, slippery ride had Zoey shivering and whining into the air, her body leaning back into Rumi's and cunt teased by Mira's clit.
"Zoey," Mira whispered between her own frantic breaths. She'd felt nearly the same as Zoey, with her body acclimating to her own fullness. "Nnggh, Rumi. Your eggs are inside me, too."
Something pressed between Zoey's buttcheeks, and she quickly realized through the movement that Rumi was thrusting her ovipositor and clit against her. Zoey moaned.
"Rumi, please," Zoey huffed desperately. Another pop, and they gasped in tandem. "I want you both to fill me. Fuck- hnnn. I want you both inside me."
Rumi didn't hesitate or think twice this time when sliding into Zoey's back entrance. Her clit lined up with her rim and slid in with ease, and Zoey cried out.
"Yes! Oh fuck, yes. Fuck me, Rumi."
Each thrust of Rumi's clit into her ass had Zoey grinding harder into Mira's tail. She was pulled down as taught as she could go, with every few moments another egg slowly liberating from her hole and gliding easily into Mira's. They could hardly tell whose gasps and sighs and grunts were their own or each other's, because as the seconds passed, each of them was lost to the spell of sexual splendor.
Rumi fucked her tenta-clit into Zoey's ass once again, and at some point, Zoey felt the emptiness of her walls as the final egg left her body and filled snug into Mira. She leaked a substantial amount of fluid from her clit with her sharp teeth snarled in animalistic bliss. Zoey took Mira's clit in her hand and stroked it once.
"I need-hn. Need you inside," Zoey muttered through her panted breath. She lacked the fullness she once had, and in a single thrust forward from Rumi, Zoey lined up Mira's clit with her entrance and slid in easily.
"Z-Zoey!" Mira's claws dug into her thighs. "It's so much! Haa-ahh…"
Zoey rode harder. She ground her hips over Mira's clit and fucked her cunt with Mira like she was a toy built for her own pleasure. Every grind was assisted with another push from Rumi behind her, sliding her own clit to the base within Zoey's ass and using her just the same.
Mira was quickly approaching her climax, given she'd now held the same tension Zoey had, and her slick spilled from Zoey's entrance and dripped over the sides of her tail. Zoey only knew she was about to cum when she whispered a series of shaking, gasping words in that foreign language Zoey had yet to learn.
"Yes, yes, yes. Cum inside me, Mira," Zoey encouraged. She ground harder onto her clit. "Fuck. Fill me up. Rumi- hnn. Let go. Please, please fill me with your cum. God, fuck- I'm begging."
Rumi grasped a hand over her breast and growled heavily into her neck. "You like this, Zoey? You want to be filled with all of us?"
Zoey whined as her own clit brushed against Mira's tail, the stimulation sending a shiver through her body and igniting the coil in her abdomen. It grew tight quickly, with a heat that was so close to sending her over the edge with each thrust into her. Within seconds of feeling the sensation grab at her clit while Mira and Rumi fucked her holes, pounding into her relentlessly, Zoey's eyes rolled back.
"I-I can't," Zoey moaned. "Cum in me, Rumi. Mira- hnnng. Fuck me, fill me- Jesus. Give me everything."
And they did.
Zoey was too engulfed in her own growing orgasm to notice the small details. All she could focus on was Mira's clit twitching between her folds before bottoming out, while Rumi pounded a beat harder into her ass and sent a shockwave of euphoria into her impending orgasm. Zoey topped over the edge just as quick.
Her pussy spasmed around Mira and Rumi like her body was trying to keep them there. Mira's mouth opened to sound the desperate hiss from her throat, an animalistic groan of release as her clit pulsed inside Zoey's cunt and spilled ounces of fluid within her. Rumi hushed grunts into the back of Zoey's neck with her sharp teeth, threatening to bite down, but she didn't. No matter how much Zoey wished she did— imagined Rumi took her neck between her teeth, she just growled her own orgasm into Zoey's neck in a long, throat-crackling trill.
They filled her completely—oozes of juice filling her body while Mira shuddered at the fullness of Rumi's eggs and Zoey's pussy still grinding over her clit. Meanwhile, Rumi held Zoey's body with sharp claws due to the overstimulation from her second orgasm in Zoey's tight hole.
They rode, and rode, and slid into the small spaces Zoey kept for them, just for them, until each of their orgasms drew out. Still, they remained settled within each other, languid in their touch and holds on skin and scales, relaxing into the post-orgasmic limp.
Zoey toppled over onto Mira's chest. With each of their appendages shifting out of her holes and back into their slits, an absurd amount of liquid began spilling from Zoey. Her cunt leaked Mira's fluid, with Rumi's following suit from her backside. Rumi watched it leak out from her exhausted form.
Inflated so beautifully, with streams of slick running out of her and over Mira's tail toward the cove below, Zoey sounded something between a moan and a whine.
Mira stroked Zoey's hair, their breath mingling in slow, rhythmic exhales as their brains drifted back toward consciousness.
"You are…a strange human," Mira said slowly, but with a soft grin on her lips that made Zoey chuckle breathlessly.
Zoey reached back and glided her fingers over herself, feeling where she dispersed their fluids and easily sliding a finger inside. It was comforting, and Zoey hummed into the touch of feeling their cum-like liquid being pushed back into her.
"And insatiable," Rumi purred with a kiss into Zoey's spine. Zoey hummed.
"You're right. I can take more."