She feels Master Darius's fingers trailing from her spine to the end of the tail, circling around it to spread the cleft of her ass, pushing the puckered hole a little before moving further down. She flinches when he touches her hole and her heartbeat races.
"Is this okay, love?" he asks, his voice rasping.
She pulls back and nods eagerly. "Yes, Master Darius," she says.
Ethan stokes her cheek, and then curls his fingers around the back of her head and pulls her down to his dick. She latches back on it eagerly, creating a suction in her mouth as her tongue swipes up and down his slit, licking the salty precum beading at the tip. She likes the distraction, likes it even though it fills her mouth too much and she can feel the corners of her mouth stretch to accommodate the thick width of his cock. She tries to circle her fingers around the base, but she can't fill circle it all the way around.
"That's it, darling. Move your hand up and down like this," Ethan murmurs, holding her gently by her wrist and guiding her to move her hand up and down. His other hand is still curled warmly around the back of her neck.
"Don't be too rough with her," Darius warns, his rumbling voice warm against her naked back.
"I'm not too rough with her," Ethan argues, sounding a little impatient, but also gruff and aroused.
Behind her, she feels Master Darius sliding his finger inside of her, just one at first, and then a second finger pushing in to join the first, deep enough to crook it and send jolt after jolt of pleasure through her spine. She jerks and whines, taking the cock deeper into her mouth. One finger turns to two and then a third, pumping steadily as he stretches her virgin hole while she keens around Ethan's dick. She can feel the friction of his fingers moving in and out of her, stretching her out carefully, making sure that her hole is ready for his two fingers before introducing a third. It's perfect and terrible. She feels like she's being pulled apart at the seams, like he's going to break her. She worries that he would put a fourth finger inside of her.
She doesn't think she can take it. She's already at her limit. Pleasure and pain courses through her body, making her tremble and her body clench around his fingers.
"Do you think she's ready?" Ethan asks, pulling her down to take more of his cock inside her mouth. She feel the head of his hard length on the back of her neck and her eyes water at the sudden, choking sensation.
"Shh... It's alright, my love. It's alright," Darius rumbles, pinching her nipple to make her cry out and distract her from the way Ethan's cock is throbbing in her mouth.
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It feels so good. She pretends it's Master Darius's cock she's sucking and whines when she feels his fingers pull out. The emptiness feels more terrible than the stretch and she wants his fingers back inside of her, wants- wants-
"Oh!" she cries, her voice wrecked as she pulls back and her back arches. "Oh, Master Darius!"
He's sliding his cock inside of her, one hand curled around her hip and the other around her breast, massaging her soft mounds as he enters her. "That's it, darling. Relax for me," he says.
"O- okay, Master Darius," she whimpers.
"Now, it's cruel to tease, darling," Ethan says, guiding her back to his cock.
She hesitates for only a second before he loses patience and he yanks her back down. She moans when Master Darius penetrates deeper into her hole, pushing the head of his cock in her tight pussy, thrusting and then pulling back, repeating it with deeper thrusts every time to make sure her walls are stretched before attempting to go deeper.
Her walls clench and she doesn't know if she's ready to take it. Every time she's certain that she can't take more of his cock inside of her body, certain that he's done and there's no more room, he thrusts even deeper, fills her up even more. She feels something spill into her mouth, wet and thick and then Ethan is pulling out and coming on her face, thick globs of cum sliding down her cheek and catching on the corner of her mouth. Her tongue darts out to scoop it up without thinking and Ethan growls too, pleased and satisfied, sinking on the edge of the bed to catch his breathe.
There's only Master Darius left now- Master Darius who's holding her by her hips and penetrating into her virgin hole from behind, shallow thrusts that goes deeper with every forward jerk.
She doesn't realize she's crying until Ethan wipes his hand on her cheek. "You can take it, pet. Breathe and relax for your Master Darius, hmm?" he coaxes.
Master Darius growls, sliding his arms under hers and leaning back, drawing her with him. The sudden shift changes the angle of penetration and they both gasp.
"Shh... That's it, my love. You're absolutely perfect like this," he says, hugging her tight to his chest, rolling his hips.
Her tail is in the way, squished between their bodies as he rocks up into her from behind.
Ethan shifts forward and the bed dips at his weight. He licks up her face, cleaning his own cum from her skin.
Master Darius growls, possessive, but allows it.
She cries out when Ethan licks his way down her cheek and begins to suck her nipples. The scent of her arousal is sharper in the air and she feels Master Darius's teeth scrap across her neck, his fangs growing suddenly.
"Not her first time, Darius," Ethan says in a low tone. His eyes flash dangerously, like he's prepared to steal her.
Master Darius snarls and Ethan shows his fangs too, sharp and dangerous. "Master Darius?" she keens, confused by the sudden change in mood.
"He wants to knot you," Ethan says.