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Tyler pulled his finger out and oiled her pussy lips with her own juice. “You’re being silly. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”

Gunnar came back with the whipped cream. “Nice,” Tyler commented, catching the can that Gunnar flung at him. Tyler shook it while watching her reaction. “Are you ready?”

Kelly froze. “I… I don’t know…”

“Too bad.” Gunnar undressed. “’Cause we are.”

Tyler aimed the can on her pussy and squeezed.

“Oh!” Kelly jolted. “It’s cold!” Fluffy white foam blanketed her sex, chilling the source of her heat.

“It’s cold now,” Tyler agreed, “but it won’t be for long.” He leant down and started to eat the cream off her pussy as if he was eating his favourite sundae. First, he licked the top, then he ate his way to the centre. His tongue danced on her lips, mouth slurping, teeth nipping.

She clawed the bed sheet, shutting her eyes. Rainbows of colours flashed before her. The sinful sensation that was too good for words. Tyler licked away any remnant of the cream before his tongue darted into her cunt. He teased again, swirling deeper and deeper. Kelly writhed, thrashing. He was driving her out of her mind. She opened her eyes, utterly amazed at the feeling.

“Keep the rhythm, Ty. She loves it.” Gunnar scooted to her side, seized her face, and gave her a deep, sloppy kiss. “I know something else that would go good with the whipped cream.”

Kelly swallowed hard. Gunnar stroked his cock and iced himself with the sweet, creamy goodness.

“Come have a try, kitten. Don’t be shy…”

Kelly opened her mouth and accepted his offering. She licked the cream from his enormous tip, then stretched her jaws wide to accommodate his girth. Gunnar made a purring sound, encouraging her to take him deeper. She sucked him, tentatively at first. When she found she liked the way he tasted, Kelly took him as deep as she could muster without gagging. Her inhibitions loosened.

Tyler slapped her pussy before he nipped her clit and sucked her with all his might. She moaned through a mouthful of cock. God. She squirmed again. White, pure pleasure stabbed through her cunt. Her swollen pussy clenched. Muscles tightened. An unexpected tide of climax crashed on her. She cried, quivering.

Both Tyler and Gunnar voiced their satisfaction watching her come. “How luscious,” Tyler commented. He scrambled up. “Here we go. I already got her going nicely.”

Still sobbing from the aftermath, Kelly felt helpless. Her state of mind was nothing more than a mass of jellying glob. She could barely comprehend what would be done to her when Gunnar took his cock out of her mouth and switched positions with his brother. She blinked. Tyler’s face loomed above her and his cock brushed her lips. “Suck me, kitten, nice and easy.”

She did what she’d been told, the cock filling her mouth. Kelly gasped. At the same time, Gunnar filled her pussy with his cock. He stretched her cunt open, thrusting deeply into her with brutal strength. Kelly clawed the sheet, bracing herself for the impact. Her cries were a mixture of thrill and agony. Oh God, the way a Bengal fucks. His pistoning thrusts hammered her to the edge of the bed. Tyler cursed and anchored her to stay still.

“Slow down, she’s not ready,” Tyler chastised.

Gunnar replied with a growl, the inhuman sound shaking the room for a second. Her inner cat roared back. The mating dance had begun. “Can’t hold on.” Gunnar growled again through clenched teeth. “Must fuck her now.”

Tyler pulled his cock out of her mouth and Kelly sucked a lungful of air. Gunnar seized her hips and fucked her. Kelly screamed. Pain and pleasure exploded into one.

Gunnar stilled for a moment. His irises had turned completely yellow, and his pupils had shrunk into a signature feline slit. His fangs elongated as he grimaced. “I’m going to fuck you good now, kitten.”

Her pussy ached. She noticed his inner Bengal take over in the heat of mating frenzy. His pheromones unleashed, making her dizzy, burningly aroused like a female cat in heat. She’d never been so ready to be fucked like this in her life. Her cunt throbbed. His cock penetrated deeply into her, stretching her beyond oblivion so she could feel him throbbing too.

Then she felt it. A short prick from his barbs—a signature male feline response when they fucked. Male cats had their barbs out during the mating to keep them in place until the fuck ended. Gunnar was so worked up, she knew he wouldn’t stop until he was finished.

Kelly threw her head backward, her mouth contorted into a silent scream. Her body quaked and muscles tensed as another surge of pleasure threatened to erupt. Gunnar pounded her to the point she could only feel brimstone burning from within. He growled again in desperate need, hips bucking, his thrusts incessant. Almost manic. She was breathless. The ecstasy swept her higher and higher…

A violent orgasm exploded, the pleasure bordering on agony. The world faded before her eyes as blinding ecstasy trapped her in oblivion. She shook, surrendering to the sensation.

Gunnar roared. Primal. Beastly. His body shook as his cock pumped the first jets of his semen. The feline barbs inside her cunt retracted and returned, keeping him embedded in his mate until he was finally sated. He seized her waist and pulled her up, making her straddle him. Kelly trembled, knees shaky as she found herself braced against his broad shoulders, and ground her hips. His cock still had complete possession of her cunt.

He thrust shallowly, clamping both hands on her hips. “Fuck me, kitten.” His eyes blazed with a crazed longing. “Oh, fuck me good.” He pulled her hips down until their pubic bones ground together, his cock pulsing inside her battered depths. Kelly bit her lip, feeling his shaft spasm and his barbs prick out again. Gunnar slid his hand to her ass, squeezing her and parting her ass cheeks. Kelly’s heart hammered in her throat, deliriously anticipating what would come next. He thrust two fingers into her asshole, scissoring her open and making her ready for his brother.

She heard Tyler rummage in the drawer. “Where’s the lube?”

Gunnar hissed, answering with a string of incoherent words. Moments later, Tyler found what he wanted and cool, oozing thick gel cooled her anus. More fingers worked her up. She didn’t know if they were Gunnar’s or Tyler’s, all she could feel was the dark sensation of her forbidden passage being stretched and prodded, promising the ultimate debauchery that was yet to come. Kelly gulped, her knees weakening, almost too weak to support her own body weight.

“Do you like that, kitten?” Gunnar asked. His voice sounded inhuman, speech distorted with a reverberating growl that only a fellow cat would understand. “Feel me inside you. Good, isn’t it?”

Kelly couldn’t answer. The mind-bending thrill of being penetrated by the two of them at the same time consumed her attention. Gunnar’s cock inside her pussy throbbed and his barbs pricked again, delivering hot, sharp tingles of pleasure and pain through her nervous system, and the fingers in her ass were relentlessly fucking her in short, jabbing motions. Her attention was riveted to the fact that surely the two would be able to feel each other’s conquest once Tyler fucked her properly. The idea elicited another deep, nasty thrill within her. For once in her life, propriety no longer mattered, and the thrill of chasing the ultimate carnal pleasure became normal human nature.